In a dimly lit apartment, Alex, a 24-year-old aspiring artist, stared at a blank canvas. The shadows of his past loomed large, memories of his father’s harsh words echoing in his mind: “You’ll never amount to anything.” Doubt suffocated him, and he felt trapped in a cycle of despair, working a dead-end job that drained his passion.
在一间光线昏暗的公寓里,24岁的有抱负的艺术家亚历克斯盯着一张空白的画布。他过去的阴影笼罩着他,父亲严厉的话在他脑海中回荡:“你永远不会有任何成就。”怀疑让他窒息,他觉得自己陷入了绝望的循环,做着一份没有前途的工作,耗尽了他的激情。