As someone who spent many years in the land of sales, I am familiar with Rejection's icy hand.
I know how to get over that sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. I realize that it's often for the best when a job falls through. I understand that we can't "win 'em all".
Yet, dammit. It does bother me.
I'd like to lie and say something trite and bubbly such as: "Every 'no' is one step closer to 'yes', so I'm a-okay with being rejected!" However, lying on my blog would be ridiculous. It's not my way.
Yesterday, I wasted time fretting about the loss of a job. Foolish of me. Completely self-centered. But nonetheless true.
However, the sun has risen this morning without fail and another full day awaits me.
It's an opportunity to return to The Well and fuel up. It's time to forge ahead and let go.
Today, I've promised myself that I'm going to do something unexpected and lovely for someone else as an attempt to focus my mind and heart outward rather than inward. Usually, that helps me get over my "Woe is me!" moments.
Sigh. Breathe. Move on.
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Wow, I think service to others as a means of making oneself feel better is a dying concept.
Bravo.
Hey Quoibsita: Nice to hear your voice, even if in the midst of a momentary set back. Remember this: the knock-downs only make your abs stronger when you haul yourself back up...or something like that, only probably something more poetic.
I don't have any bubbly advice but try to think of it like money not personal. 97% of the time rejection at work (writing) doesn't bug me because it's a job; it's money, more money will come along. There are a million jobs. That 3% that does bug me is when I submit to a dream publication and they reject me. I love the magazine so why don't they love me back is all I'm thinking and it bites.
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