A lot of what we feel when rejected in whatever form is our Ego demanding satisfaction. We decide we cannot go on unless we get what we need emotionally.
So we pout.
We cry.
We mentally exhaust ourselves in the fight to get what we think we need.
What we demand we want.
Listen Up: This has ZERO to do with love, or missing them.
This is you needing your bruised and battered Ego to be mended.
Nothing more.
As soon as you realize that and CHOOSE to stop your Ego from taking the lead, Grace arrives. Your mind settles and allows acceptance into your life enough for you to work on you, to better yourself, your ex not needed.
Yes, this reality will be tough for some to accept.
But all that sadness, sorrow, self pity, crying... it's your Ego demanding its fix.
For today, remove your Ego from the driver's seat.
Recognize your perception of things could be, probably is, wrong.
And go out into the world grateful to be alive, eager to meet your better future.
And in taking that step, Grace in the form of inner contentment quietly glides forth.
And a smile, however thin, however weak, finally forms on your lips.
This rejection.
It's not about them.
It's about you.
Choose to fix you. 💜
Last updated on:2026-04-06T22:06:50+05:30
Comments (6)
When he wasn't being a jerk, I definitely miss talking with him, doing things with him. His so-called rejection of me has taken a no response to my harsh but truthful text after he lashed out at me in any airport. I dont see his going quiet as a rejection. I see it as cowardice. And to others he's a big scary guy. It's laughable to me.
when you sit with it quietly, do you feel like you actually miss them as a person, or is it more that sting of being rejected that won’t let go?
i hear this, but for me calling it just ego made me suppress a lot of real hurt.
It's a case of feeling hurt but knowing why that comforts me.
i get where you’re coming from… after my breakup i kept thinking i missed HIM but really it was the rejection that was eating me alive. that feeling of not being chosen messed with my head more than losing the person.
Which if that's the case, that is a gift, knowing it's never been about them, only about you, therefore much easier to let go.