I am not averse to facing rejections, because rejections themselves are feedback, which are welcomed in my book. Nonetheless, when facing one which is of adverse nature, it most certainly pains the receiver because more often than not, it is the receiver who is a victim of his own actions.
In the instance when that brusque, and curt, and seemingly reverabating “No, you cannot” exits the mouth of the other party, all hopes is lost. And in a surprisingly coordinated manner, a series of events unfolds.
First comes silence. Yes, it takes time for the impact to sink in. Yes, reality hurts. Yes, what do I do now?
Followed by questions. Questions are bound to appear. Each carrying a plethora of emotions and reflections.
Why have I done this?
Why did I not get XXX?
Would it have been better if I XXX?
What if XXX?
What if YYY?
Then, rationalisation. This is where rationality and facts combine together to answer the aforementioned questions.
Otherwise I would have XXXXX.
Yes, it would have been better because XXXXX.
It is imperative to identify that the manner these questions are answered would offer ephemeral solace. And grim reality will come barking and chasing after you like a bitch.
Last comes retaliation. This is where desperation takes over the head, compelling one to be a desperado who commits acts of obnoxiousness. Depending on individuals, retaliation comes in varied forms. Some may resort to reasoning. Others, falsification. Even blackmailing, but this is only for a minor few.
And it is at this point where possibly, just possibly, you might succeed and get a second look at. Your “appeal”, a more decent replacement for “retaliation”, if succeeded, makes you happy and case close. If failed, you know that life sucks and you just want to fuck the world.
That said, rejections are inevitable. But what I truly cannot stand is the manner some people phrase them. And the advent of technology, the creation of toxic disinhibition, has made empathy and sympathy obsolete. We cannot blame these people, we must not, we can only thrive to not be assholes like them.