Someone once told me I needed to grow a thicker skin. But I usually take a perhaps twisted pleasure in feeling the knife in the wound, so I rejected this comment outright. It wasn’t meant as advice, anyway; more as criticism.

When it comes to rejection, however, it’s a different story. I feel the hurt too keenly, and with each rejection comes the questioning of my entire existence.

I’ve been asking myself what the solution is, and the answer I’ve come up with is that the more it happens, the less painful it will become.

And you have to be in the game to stand a chance of winning it, right?