Rejection

I love rejection. Wether it’s a job, a relationship, or just a party I wasn’t invited to, being rejected is always a good thing. If you’re happy at all, you’ve put some amount of effort into creating the life you want. This life is full of choices. Some are yours to make, and some get made for you. 

Rejecting is a little harder for me, but I’m getting there. It’s really hard for me to hurt people. That said, sometimes the least hurtful thing one can do is say, “no, thank you.”

Rejection is an important part of life. Wether rejecting or being rejected, you are moving closer to happiness. 

The best gift you can give is the word no. I tend to bend and sway to give people what they want, whether it’s what I want or not. Until one day I break. I keep relationships and jobs too long. 

Walking away from my last job, I realized how happy I felt, and knew that I should have walked away sooner. Same thing with my last relationship. In both cases, I spent a lot of time and energy trying to make something wrong go right. I should have, I see so clearly now, just said, “no, thank you.”

Life is full of choices, not all of them have to be made by me, but some of them really should be. I love rejection, and I’m going to start rejecting like the good choice-maker we all know I can be. Nice isn’t always saying yes. Nice can be a properly placed no. 

In my quest to be rejected, and reject, I turn again to honesty. Being honest with myself is a struggle when I’m faced with another’s needs. I have to closely examine my motivation. If it isn’t healthy or happy for me, I need to let it go. No matter how hard I’ve already worked to keep it. 

In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived, and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you.