I opened the door for a lot of people, and they just ran through and left me holding the knob.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I was very pushed to look a certain way and act a certain way, and it wasn't me, but I played by their rules to get my foot in the door.
You have no idea how many doors closed on me and how many adults were either initially reluctant to take a chance working with me or who outright laughed at me behind my back.
It really comes down to God opening the doors for me, and I'm trying to walk through them doing the best I can.
My door was open part of the time, and part of the time I tried to get a nap and their voices annoyed me, and I closed it. I kept it open in summer more or less, and closed in winter.
You never know what doors are going to open up and why they are going to open up. You've got to be ready to walk through them.
My door is open.
I was smart enough to go through any door that opened.
No one else has ever opened doors for me. I opened them myself.
Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and eat with him, and he with me.
Doors opened for me and I ran for it.