It’s absolute venom. Venom that enters one's mind and soul
as one is stung by a vicious 'other'. It blots out each happy thought,
strangles every hope, extinguishes any light of confidence. It kills a bit of
the self, rejection does.
I have faced rejection. And not just once; it's been
countless times: from teachers, friends, family, relationships and employers.
It hurts badly, getting worse when it happens in quicker successions. It makes
me question my self-worth, my capabilities, my character and my belief. But,
ultimately, it made me wonder why it exists in the first place. Rejection must
have a purpose, because everything that exists in the universe does. And I
think I finally know why.
It’s a simple answer.
True, rejection has shattered me time and again. But, it
also has helped me prove that I can pull myself together, get on my feet,
muster all my efforts and strike back at the world.
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