My Official Blog: what the ELLE?!
I’ve never really been rejected before, at least not when it mattered. Sure, there have been times in my life when I’ve frivolously thrown pieces of my heart around but those were mere fragments. I’ve had some of those said fragments lightly tossed at me, gently handed back, even spat on, thrown to the ground, and stomped on, before kicking it back my direction - but those didn’t really matter that much to me. I consider this my first “real” rejection because I’ve stepped away from my comfort zone and actually let someone know a truer side of me than I’ve shown the others. I guess I’ll call this “growing up.”
As adults do, we go about our lives consciously and subconsciously making connections. We pursue some of these connections more than others and, if the timing (as well as several other factors) add up correctly, we’ll proceed with the next step. The relationship I’ve been cultivating with one individual led me to the point of suggesting we go on a date. He properly declined and replied with a heartfelt and honest rejection to my offer. I was crushed at first but stepped back and realized that while this current road has been blocked, there are several other paths for me to follow. Who knows, maybe I’ll come across this road again and there’ll be a bridge waiting for me?