To walk out of a room, with lumps in your throat and stones in your stomach shaking inside trying the impossible task of turning back time - or kicking yourself in the head. Gritting teeth and blushing just thinking of your own stupidity, having a hard time meeting someone else’s eye. Trying to hold your ground while voices in your head snicker and chant the depressing "you can't do this, you are too stupid and too slow, who the hell do you think you are trying to save someone’s life?" Knowing deep down that they aren't true, that you can't give up, that you were meant to do this.
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