I might be a monumental star, but even lofty talents like mine have to experience knock-backs once in a while. However I am extremely thick-skinned and do not give a flying pair of pants if some devious little TV bastard thinks its ok to reject me, Sir Tom Jones, the one and only. I just tell the kids, hey you gotta believe in yourself because somewhere out there, there is an incompetent, talentless pen pusher who thinks they have the right to give you a knock-back even when you are beloved by millions and should be made a saint.
How can I make myself stop crying?
Us kids are used to being told to sod off. Everywhere I go theres an angry adult asking me to shut up and make myself scarce, but I dont let it bother me. My granny says that when she was young, about ten gazillion years ago, children were seen and not heard, so they must have all had their iPads on mute or something, which must have been utterly miserable. No wonder kids in black and white photos look so haunted theyre not able to listen to Taylor Swift at full volume when Granny is trying to concentrate on Coronation Street.
Hope that helps,