Being rejected truly sucks. Feeling like you are not worthy of someones love.
It's like, how are you not enough. What is it about yourself that makes you not wanted by the person you admire?
You say to yourself that it's okay you just aren't meant to be. Other fish in the sea. Yet you still are hurt by the fact you feel so insecure about yourself bc you have no ideal what it is about you that makes you not likable. You may think to yourself, should I change who I am just so I can be seen by the person I adore. Should I just not be myself and then maybe I will be loved & accepted?
There is also the perspective of the person that rejected you.
They feel so shitty for hurting someone. After all how is it easy to ever hurt someones feelings. No one ever says "oh I can't wait to break this persons heart". They feel so broken inside do rejecting you. They like what they like and their intentions weren't to hurt you.
What does it even mean to be accept it by anyone? What of no one accepts who you are as a person. What of you're so lost you have no idea who you are or who you want to be.
I have no answers only questions as I get older. I'm a kid in heart wanting everyone to find what makes them happy. But realistically everyone can't always be happy. Sometimes what makes you happy makes others sad. Someone hurts because of your happiness. You can say " as long as I'm happy that's okay" but is it really. It sucks that at the expense of someone someone else must suffer. I know this is how nature is.
Nonetheless doesn't make it any less cruel. The world is such a beautiful place yet there is a lot of darkness behind it as well.
You want to see people get what they want in life. Yet we people want certain things that causes others to not get what they want. Then what purpose do we have in our lives if we constantly hurt one another. What is the meaning of having knowledge when it hurts? Animals don't think they act on instinct. They eat when needed and get eaten. We hurt or get hurt by our actions, words sometimes intentionally. What does it mean to even be human? Do we love one another. How can we love when we can't love ourself? Are we suppose to love ourself even when we are so imperfect?
I want to make people smile. I wish I could. I want to make people laugh. What value would I bring to the world if I can't make them smile.