Dating Diaries 21: Rejection

I was waiting on the porch steps outside the worship center at my church. I needed to text someone about our lunch plans before heading to my car, but . . . I also knew that it was quite possible (probable) that this guy (yes, THE guy) would walk this way toward his car. 

And, he DID . . . along with another girl. Dun dun dun . . . 


Looking at my phone, I heard the voices before looking up, so I knew what I was going to see. Yes. She’s great and he’s great. But, ouch!


He had asked me out before (via a weird obscure Facebook message inbox, not messenger), but I didn’t see his message for almost a year. Yes, a year. 


So, we chatted a few times since then, waved at each other at the gym we both went to, and I sent him an email with a few concerts that I knew we’d both be interested in. He said he was. But didn’t have the time. I tried again. He again said how he would have loved to, but “had a lot going on.” 


My friends encouraged me to give up, but I think I was still holding on to hope. 


Until that day I saw him with another girl. 


I’ve given up hope now. 


I’ve been on both sides of rejection . . . and both hurt!


Being rejected hurts . . . and being the one to end a relationship hurts too. It feels awful to be the source of someone’s disappointment. 


Ah, rejection. 


I guess just part of the journey. 


Keep going!

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