[16] on rejection
Rejection sucks. Either from our crush or potential employer, it sucks. It makes us think how worthless we are when we can't get what we want. It's just saying you're not good enough straight to our face. It feels personal because we tie our self-worth to something fragile and meant to be criticised. It's a threat to our presence.
We have a certain percentage chance to fall in love or have our feelings reciprocated. A few more per cent to score the employment, another per cent to have our story accepted by the world-famous literary magazine, and so many other life events that finally make up to 100%. I always think that the minuscule percentage that we can't get or is being rejected from will be filled with other opportunities that, in the end, fulfill the life we have. I don't remember what happened throughout the year, but I absolutely will go far and beyond the rejections. Reject me enough so that I have nothing to be scared of. Because in the end, I only need one acceptance. Only one to get the 0.1 out of 100% of my life.
rejection survivor,
reesa