Rejection seems to be an unavoidable side effect of trying. Try and you either win or lose, but you never know what will happen. New hopes, following your dreams, moments of insanity. Is there anyone among us who doesn’t want for something, no matter how small. We all do, and we all know that we have to take that first step and try. It can be exhilarating, exciting, nerve wracking and fun. A moment that creates a beautiful memory.
It gets dangerous when you lift your hopes up though. There is nothing quite as crushing as when you have wanted something so bad and it is rudely taken back without your consent.
Some of us want something for so long that we grasp at any and every opportunity that crosses our path. Some of us think over every move and play it like a game of chess. Then there are those of us who play it so safe for so long that once we go for something we want, we use an out of date rule book. Repeated failures and momentous rejections gives you a hopeless feeling that is almost too much to bear.
Rejection is aggravating, depressing and can dull your senses. Those butterflies in your stomach suddenly feel more like weighted bricks.
Pain, no matter how minimal or limited can be understood by everyone. We can take solace in knowing that we are not the only ones who lost. Pain makes us all similar. Maybe the grass is greener on the other side of trying. Maybe you have to simply not give up when life sends you on a seemingly impossible route.
I’d like to think that it’s better to try and then find someone to laugh about your latest fall than to give up. Maybe I don’t try as often as I should or maybe each chance I take brings me closer to trying for everything I want.