It’s an interesting feeling, worth sitting with, when you’re rejected. You know—when someone you know blocks you on social media, or you’re suddenly out of a WhatsApp group, or when a message is met with silence. I try to pause and ask myself why it matters so much to us as humans.
I think it has to do with our longing to be accepted. We try, kan? We reach out, we offer something of ourselves—and in that moment, we’re vulnerable. So when we’re rejected, it’s not just a 'no.' It’s a small bruise to the ego, a gentle reminder of the loneliness that can creep in when overthinking takes hold.
But maybe the pain is also proof that we still care.
That we're still reaching out.
That even after the silence, there's something in us that wants to connect.
We are social beings.
I know I’ve been scared of losing every small connection I have. But the truth is, I’m going to lose everything anyway. No matter which path I take in life, something—or someone—will fall away. So I’ve had to learn how to be okay with being alone. Or with just the people who stay—not because they have to, but because they want to. And maybe, just maybe, I can learn to be okay with people leaving when the timing isn’t right. Because in the end, no one owes me their presence.
At the end of the day, I’ll have me.
And everything else... is just the reflection of the world.
Thank you for writing. Your writing resonates so much with me. I want to write out my thoughts as well but writing them is being vulnerable. And my closed friends might be thinking that I'm such a sensitive human being, hard to please and be friend with yada yada yada... And that thought stopped me from writing. -A
ReplyDeleteI know, right? These days, I just pretend I'm writing into the void — random reflections, nerd findings, or just venting into the vortex. Do whatever you need to do to keep moving. It's okay if you're not even walking forward — sideways, crab-like? Sure, go ahead.
DeleteBe an anonymous ghostwriter. Let your alter ego shine. Be that over-sensitive, emotional writer. Feel it. Honor your human badge.
I'm done hiding under my weighted blanket. You should be too.
Just write :)