I have been thinking about this a lot lately. My proclivity to pursue impossible dreams has caused me a lot of pain. According to the observations of close friends, I apparently get hurt by rejection more than the average person. But I’m constantly sticking my neck out and risking pain, even though it’s terrifying, and it has made my life one that I’m glad to live, even though there’s pain. It’s made me real. Thanks for posting this!
I think everyone feels like they react worse to rejection than the average person though… for me, I feel like I can’t get dumped or rejected by the opposite sex b/c it’ll take so long for me to recover, but after talking to others I realize my behavior is normal.
I wonder what we collectively picture as a healthy/normal reaction to pain and rejection. Perhaps we all just picture the ideal (not feeling so hurt, brushing it off, ebign awesome asap) and don’t realize that nobody can meet that ideal?
The best children’s literature seems to do just that. And I think that’s why books like The Velveteen Rabbit stay with us well into adulthood. We can carry the lessons with us forever; we just adapt them to our new understandings of the world.
I loooove that book. It made me cry when I was nine years old, and it still makes me cry today. I display it proudly on my bookshelf next to “The Giving Tree”.
This is perfect!
I have been thinking about this a lot lately. My proclivity to pursue impossible dreams has caused me a lot of pain. According to the observations of close friends, I apparently get hurt by rejection more than the average person. But I’m constantly sticking my neck out and risking pain, even though it’s terrifying, and it has made my life one that I’m glad to live, even though there’s pain. It’s made me real. Thanks for posting this!
I’m pretty fucking emo.
I think everyone feels like they react worse to rejection than the average person though… for me, I feel like I can’t get dumped or rejected by the opposite sex b/c it’ll take so long for me to recover, but after talking to others I realize my behavior is normal.
You’re probably right.
I wonder what we collectively picture as a healthy/normal reaction to pain and rejection. Perhaps we all just picture the ideal (not feeling so hurt, brushing it off, ebign awesome asap) and don’t realize that nobody can meet that ideal?
Hmm.
Good point, tho if I met someone who reacted in the “ideal” way (rising above it, rebounding right away), I’d suspect they were fooling themselves.
I guess it’s a case for being selective so we only go through agony for people who are worth it.
Geez, I haven’t read that book in forever… wonder if I still have my copy from when I was a kid…
I often times love children’s books for their ability to be so simple and yet include such big concepts and thoughts in them.
The best children’s literature seems to do just that. And I think that’s why books like The Velveteen Rabbit stay with us well into adulthood. We can carry the lessons with us forever; we just adapt them to our new understandings of the world.
I loooove that book. It made me cry when I was nine years old, and it still makes me cry today. I display it proudly on my bookshelf next to “The Giving Tree”.
That’s one of my favorite children’s books! I loved it so much when I was little and I still do!
oh, sister! way to (re)post velveteen love. that graphic is so lovely. <3