Rejection sucks, in whatever context.
When you need permission from your parents and you pray twice as hard for a yes but you get a no. When you spend hours on a proposal and your professor gives your paper back with question marks all over. When you muster all the courage to finally talk to her but she already has plans for the weekend and the next weekend and the one after that. When you’ve been driving all day going from one sales call to the next, only to receive a series of “hindi naman yan hinahanap eh” and “ahh wala yan.”
The feeling is heavy. Rejection is always heavy. But as long as we’re willing to keep taking them, they won’t have to remain as heavy. Because eventually a yes comes along. It doesn’t have to be a loud yes, but a yes. And we feel light as ever, like all those no’s never happened. Naturally then, we forget all those rejections prior to the overwhelming high caused by a single yes.
But we shouldn’t forget these rejections, for every no was a step that built up the yes. And it is because of this contrast between rejection and approval that one act of appreciation and acceptance is lighter than all the no’s prior to it are heavy.