From the guys that broke my heart to the employer at my dream job that turned me down, getting rejected is the best thing that could have happened to me in my early twenties. Though I appreciate the unconditional love and support I have gotten, that’s not what gave me my strength. It’s not what made me who I am or how determined and passionate I can be. Being told no pushes me ten times further than anyone telling me I can do whatever i set my mind to. Being told no motivates me to prove people wrong and proving people wrong is something I’m pretty damn good at.
Some people think I’m crazy to have the dreams that I do. I can’t see their point of view because to be honest, my dreams are always changing. I’ve never had just one goal or one dream that I have lived to fulfill. My dreams are formed and shaped by the experiences I have each and every day.
To the guys that made me feel like I was never good enough, thank you. I will add you to my list of people to prove wrong. I will be the one that got away and you’ll be the one kicking yourself in the ass. Looking back at my insecurities in my teens I now see the things that make me who I am. I’m the crazy girl, no doubt. I have unrealistic expectations and silly requests that I want from a relationship. I learned from the heartbreaks and rejections the things that really are ridiculous and the ones I actually need in a relationship. One day- someone will love me for how crazy and irrational I can be. He’ll laugh at my outrageous expectations, but he won’t go anywhere. He’ll believe in my dreams like I do and he’ll let me support him in his.
To the employers that have or will turn me down, thank you, too for fueling my perseverance. I’ve never been one to accept no as an answer. I believe in myself more than I used to think possible. Sure I have my doubts here and there, but I wouldn’t be human if I didn’t. I am one of the most independent, determined, and passionate people some will ever meet. I may not have all the skills or know all I need to to obtain my dream job, but what fun is that? The mountains are worth climbing.
To the people that laugh at my dreams, thank you. Thank you for reminding me how cruel the world can be; for thickening my skin and for teaching me how to not care what people think about me.
I used to look at the world and pinpoint people I wanted to be more like. I’d notice certain qualities that I wanted more than anything. Now? Well, now I’ve been told that I love myself way too much to be anyone else. And I have rejection, heartbreak, and people telling me no to thank for that.