Rejection is the worst thing one can ever experience. it's heartbreaking, moral breaking, esteem breaking, all the breaking you could possibly think of. Nonetheless, it is also a motivation. It tells you to pick yourself up, and keep going because, when one door closes, there are plenty more doors willing to open. let me share my experience with you all.
As I have mentioned in my previous posts, I lived in DC for about 18months. What an experience. I initially moved there for an internship in hopes of finding a career. Let's just say things didn't go as planned. I did get a job in the financial sector but that wasn't my passion so I kept applying. I changed and edited my resume so many times that I lost track. All I kept getting was the same rejection email. After so many rejections, not to let it take a toll on my esteem, I would take a 2 week break from applying to re-access myself then get back on the job search. Finding a career is quite difficult especially for us liberal arts folks. It's all about connections. So guess what? I went out there and made those connections which landed me a few interviews. I knew I would walk in there, kill them with my smile and my experiences, sell the heck out of myself and get that job. Guess what? there was always someone more qualified per the rejection email. I remember one day, I came back from work after receiving 2 rejection emails that day. I was so upset that I decided to eat a a cup of chocolate ice cream, drink half a bottle of red wine, a few tear drops and went to sleep. You are probably wondering, how is this motivation? Don't worry, I am getting to it. I kept applying until one day I received and email from a connection I made. They referred me to a program. The email said, you have been having such a hard time finding work, why not build your resume. Apply to the Peace Corps. It would be a great fit for you. That night, I did just that, I drafted my motivation letter and applied. I got rejected. I applied again and I got rejected. I honestly thought someone had tied my luck on some voodoo doll. I started questioning my abilities. What was I doing wrong. When I would show people my resume they would ohhh, ahh, gosh you have done so much. Then what was the problem I thought? Despite these trials, I never gave up. You know what they say, the third time is a charm. I got accepted. God is good! I celebrated. All those rejection emails and till date I still get some, were nothing. All the sadness I felt went away. Despite the many rejections, I kept going. I was motivated to prove those rejections wrong. They say, when you fall, get back up. Well, when you get rejected, use it as a motivation to re-apply. There will always be light at the end of the tunnel you just have to keep driving/walking for those who can't drive. With that said, this can apply to every aspect of ones life.
Have you experienced a lot of rejection? What was that experience like for you? Did you give up or did you motivate yourself to keep going? Lets talk.