I read a blog post today that made me think about how being rejected helps to shape you as an individual. Unfortunately that post did not allow comment, thus my musings here. It spoke not of romantic rejection but of the rejection of a personal creation. In that instance it was something turned down by a publisher.
Luckily I have not suffered the same rejection, I have only dabbled when writing. I have had the odd letter published in newspapers and when I was in my 20’s I wrote to a magazine with my views on infertility wishing to remain anonymous. When asked by that magazine to be named I turned it down and thus I rejected them. At the time remaining nameless was absolutely necessary for me.
I have encountered job rejection, though not too recently. When younger, I moved on quickly and easily. As I got older it took longer to get over it but eventually one does and often it can lead to something better.
I had my fair share of romantic rejection in the long and distant past (who didn’t?). At times I thought my love life would be over forever (woe oh woe!). I kissed a few frogs before finding my prince unexpectedly, and we are still together many, many moons later.
I had never particularly thought of having something I’d made (or created) being rejected. Yes, I have knitted, sewn, painted things for Table Sales or for gifts. Some things haven’t sold and I understand others weren’t as appreciated as I hoped they would be. I guess you could of call those as being ‘rejected’. In fact sometimes the things I loved most were the things others didn’t like at all!
Rejection is part of life. It happens to us all. It’s how we deal with it that makes and shapes us. Family, friends and a strong word to oneself helps. There is no time limit to picking yourself up and feeling better. It’s understanding why it happened and how you get past it. It’s embracing the new opportunity you have been given. It is a lesson to be learned at any stage, at any age. We can all flourish after rejection.