I’ve been rejected. I’ve cried. I’ve quit. I’ve stopped believing. But I’ve also wiped my tears, brushed off the dirt, and started believing in myself again.
He ghosted you because he is incapable of true love.
The wounded self operates out of false beliefs, rather than from the truth of who we really are, it wants to control how people feel about us.
When the cards don’t always work in your favor, when you find yourself at the losing end of a deal, when shit hits the fan, then that’s when the real you comes out.
It is rejection that helps us re-evaluate and think outside the box we thought we had our perfectly planned life plan in.
One big takeaway I can always pull from being rejected is that I was vulnerable.
We accept humiliation. We accept neglect. We accept rejection. We rationalize them. We build our level of acceptance and expectations around them. We lower our own standards with our own hands.
I’ve learned that God’s rejection is a redirection.
Frustration is the foundation to creativity and the birthplace of new insights.
You know the saying ”the world does not revolve around you?” Well some women would disagree; at least their ego’s would because in their heads it does. And the best way to see this is to look at her behavior when she receives the attention she’s looking for and when she doesn’t.