Rejection has often been compared to the stages of grief. There’s the Anger stage, quickly followed by Denial before Heartbreak and Loneliness arrive. Then Depression and Blame turn up like a tornado and decide to drop anchor right on top of your chest.
The heaviness hurts. Being made to feel worthless can be a frightening experience because it’s an attack on who we are.
Rejection stings. Stings like a Queen Bee Bitch.
Maybe you didn’t get that dream job, or you’ve been dumped by a partner, or turned down by a friend. Maybe your good deed isn’t appreciated. The sting hurts a WHOLLLLLLLE lot more when you’re invested in the person or project.
Because, let’s admit it! Everyone wants to be liked and the pain is incredibly intense when those feelings run deep.
It happened to me recently. I got rejected 3 times in 2 days and I’m sad to admit that I’m still feeling the after effects of the sting. I’ll be the first to admit that my skin is pretty thick and I can take a cheap shot or negative comment like the best of them. However holding up that armour all the time gets heavy and in those weak moments when the armour is down and the rejection sting is hurled at you, it’s shattering.
If there is one thing I’ve learned in the past few weeks it’s to trust the process. In order to move on, you must trust the process. Trust the twists and turns are taking you to all the places you need to go.
After bunkering down in Blame for what feels like eternity, I jumped on my trusty broomstick and have arrived at a place called Acceptance. It’s an alright place to be in. There are lots of mirrors to reflect my thoughts and action and I’m getting a feeling that everything will be OK again. It’s comforting in a way because I know the next destination is Healing. My happy place.
Remember, every time you think you are being rejected from something good, you are actually being steered toward something better.