Just A Random Thought

Rejection is not easy to digest, in the beginning, but then it becomes new normal if one being rejected so many times. 

It affects confidence but not in a way many people think. It affects in a way that one becomes unable to navigate which eventually leads to Depression (mother of most problems), once it hits, it stays there either visible or hidden behind the curtain , waiting and guess what, it has patience. It can wait but it spreads its fear which keeps it in the room forever.

In a way, It’s like alcoholism, once you are an alcoholic, you will always be either alcoholic or recovering alcoholic) There is no other term that can help you to forget about it. 

It also brings food and luxury to many like psychologists, therapists, Influencers, Motivational speakers, youtubers, bloggers, religious fanatics, yoga teacher, meditation teacher  you name it and everyone comes with a volunteer advice. 

They tell you why and then give you the solution.  People with depression try hard to get out of it (it takes everything from them). First they try to pretend that things are working out even though it's not and then breakdown, worse than the previous one. 

Why am I talking about rejection and depression? 

It's because I had a Panic attack 7 days ago. It took me 5 days to get out of my house. It happens so many times that I lost count. The moment you close to forgetting the previous one, next one shows up and that fucker hit hard. 

Writing actually helps, somehow and I don’t know why.

One thing I hate the most is when I tell someone and they say “oh, I am so sorry”.

It irritates me the most. I think it’s the sentence people use when they have nothing else to say and they feel pressured to say something. 

I prefer someone who doesn't say anything, just sit there and listen but that’s a rare quality, one needs to get lucky to have someone like this but then again rejections though its hard but it's probably the only way to find someone who listens not only the said words but unsaid too. 

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