REJECTION CRUSHES BUT DOESN’T KILL.

Every time I thought I was being rejected from something good, I was actually being re-directed to something better

– Steve Maraboli

The pathos that follow someone or something walking away from your life are gut-wrenching. You beat yourself more when words of self-doubt, self-blame and your own self-rejection cloud your world.

I saw it in her eyes. In the family who are putting her through a forced marriage. The marriage both she and I know, is not going to be the blissful, heart-stopping, comforting joy of togetherness. Her closest family seem to have abandoned her in the prospect of getting rid of the single, aging girl in the house. As I watch her strength and bravado peter away, in the face of the hard and teary lashes of the rain that’s beating away the last bit of remnants that embrace her wall of protection. With each passing day, her resolve weakens and all I can do is pray with my very might, giving her the solace she needs of ‘someone just listening to her’ and ‘being there for her’.

Rejection comes in many garbs and hounds you through your life. In that little bundle of joy, who no longer needs assistance from his father to help him with his homework. He has new friends instead. Or the blood-curdling, ground-tearing decision of a child who chooses one parent over the other. Even the best employee being given the pink slip because of no plausible, solid reason but a weak, ‘no one likes you’. You feel the world spinning staggeringly and that sense of calm and equanimity shaken to reveal a weak, worthless, damaged, broken, YOU.

But, is all really lost? Does rejection truly kill? Nah!! Yes, it hurts. Hurts deep like a jagged knife struck through your gut catching you off-guard. Yet, we survive and survive well. 

Go through the film of your own life. You picked yourself from the dying embers, crackling for yet another shot to life.
And, you made it. Not once, not twice, several times. There’s a survivor in all of us. We prove ourselves like the gladiators in the ring, fighting to stay alive and winning.

You may have lost a child, a job, a soul-mate kind of love, your dear parents, a home, an organ. Don’t let it break you. Don’t hurt yourself with damaging and criticising words that’ll feast on your resolve.
RISE. Rise from the burning embers and let the spark in you shine and glimmer like you are a starlight!

Rise to heal and grow. A new beginning awaits.
Love and hug to you. May you heal and love yourself more.
Have an amazing week.

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