Rejection hurts in whatever form it comes, whether it be for example: a partner who leaves, a friend who moves on, a perfect job you didn’t get, or a faceless entity that rejects your artistic endeavors. It is something I’ve feared and dealt with my entire life and the turmoil it fires up hasn’t cooled as I’ve aged, I’ve just learnt to deal with it a little quicker refusing to allow it to take the sheen off of my day. Now, when the lesser, day-to-day rejections strike, I allow myself 24 hours to wrestle with it and then I kiss it goodbye and let it go. Although, I think my partner leaving may take a little longer to get over!
As a teenager oversensitivity was my middle name and I couldn’t take any kind of criticism - constructive or otherwise – which meant I was a tough cookie to be around as family and friends found they had to walk on egg shells. But, as I’ve matured and grown in my emotional intelligence I can see that this is self-obsession gone a little crazy and I’ve learnt to relax, realizing that not everything is about me. Other people are dealing with their own issues and insecurities and sometimes say or do things that can be misinterpreted. I’ve learnt to chill and let things go; although I'm still a work-in-progress.
I’ve always lived my life on the outside looking in, or so it feels, and it used to make me sad but now … not so much. Oversensitivity does have its advantages: I can read energies – negative and positive - between people. I can size up a crowd and know who feels what about whom. It’s a wonderful gift to have as a writer. I can be quiet, I can be vague, but I’m always watching, always listening. It feeds my creativity and provides the emotional threads I need to write.
Yesterday was a bad day for me, my work being rejected once again. I was more than ready to throw in the towel and stop writing altogether; but today I’ve decided to view it a little differently: its almost a writers rite of passage to garner enough rejection letters to paper a wall before they can earn their stripes as a bona fide scribe, and I’ve not reached the required level yet. In any case, a lot of stars have to be in alignment for any debut novelist to get picked up in today's market: catching the zeitgeist being one of the biggest challenges of all.
So, yes, rejection does suck but it comes with the territory and I’ll continue to deal with it in my own cobbled together way. And maybe my struggles with rejection are preparing me for the biggest test of all: when my son no longer says to me ‘Mum, you’re the best!’ I won’t always be his hero I know that, so I'll make the most of it whilst I am. Anything else … well, I just take it on the chin and move on.