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Our Fear of Rejection

Imagine
yourself on a warm summer day, strolling
down the sidewalk of your favorite
city, slow and serene. Just you
and your thoughts. Just you and
the smells of the shops and restaurants
that you pass. Just you and the
sound of traffic. Just you and the
strangers around you, behind you,
beside you, toward you.
You feel calm, like a rock in
the middle of a stream, as the people
part and flow around you. You feel
the warmth of the sun on your face
and you are glad you have nowhere
to be and nothing in particular
that needs your attention. You are
not doing anything. You are just...
being.
The air is alive, electric. Possibilities
are everywhere and you breathe deeply,
absorbing the smells and the sights
and the sounds.
And then... you see her.
She is casually walking toward
you, stopping occasionally to look
in shop windows, and she is beautiful
to you. She wears a simple dress,
unadorned and soft, floating about
her as she moves, with the sunlight
shining through it, tracing her
shape, her form. It's that kind
of dress.
Time slows down and you catch
your breath. She is getting closer,
...a simple
dress, unadorned and soft, floating
about her as she moves...
unaware that you are watching her,
absorbed in her own reverie, window
shopping. It is obvious she is not
in a hurry. And now she is even
closer.
Here's the question: what will
you do?
What will you do?
You know exactly what you want
to do. You want to stop her as she
is about to pass and say something
charming and confident. You want
to smile and ask her name. You want
to ask her to join you for coffee
around the corner. And if she joins
you for coffee, you want her to
sit with you, fully attentive, enthralled
by your easy manner and compelling
conversation, as you regale her
with stories and fun and witty repartee.
You want her to be so intrigued
by you that she offers you her phone
number - without you even asking.
And then you want to call her tonight!
And the next night. And the next.
You want to tell her she is beautiful
to you, and that you can't wait
to see her again.
You want to do all those things.
But you can't. You can't... because
you are afraid.
You are afraid that if you try
to stop her and say hello, she will
smile a weak smile at you and then
keep going. Or she will ignore you.
Or she will shake her head and avert
her eyes and duck around you.
You are afraid that if she does
stop and she does tell you her name,
then you will draw a blank, and
you will look foolish and awkward
as you desperately try to think
of something interesting to say.
You are afraid that even if you
don't draw a blank and you manage
to engage her in some semblance
of conversation and you ask her
to join you for coffee, she will
decline and say she has a boyfriend.
Or she will laugh at you. Or she
will look you dead in the eye and
say, "No, not interested." And walk
away.
You are afraid that even if she
does agree to join you for coffee
that, well, maybe she is just bored
and has nothing better to do. Besides,
you certainly are not her type anyway.
After all, you are sure you are
too short for her and you are sure
she likes a different hair color
than yours and you are sure you
aren't good looking enough for her.
And then even if she appears
to like you, and she does ask you
to call her and she gives you her
number, then you are afraid you
will have no idea what to do with
it. Should you call her right away?
...should you just be
yourself? And, for that matter,
how do you be yourself anyway?
Should you wait three days? A week?
You have no idea.
And then even if you do manage
to get up enough courage to call
her, how should you act? How should
you sound? Should your tone be upbeat,
fun and carefree, or suave, assured
and direct? Or should you just be
yourself? And, for that matter,
how do you be yourself anyway? Why
would she ever be interested in
you being yourself?
And finally, if do you compliment
her and tell her she looks beautiful
today in her simple dress that floats
about her when she moves, then you
are afraid she will view it as supplication.
No, you can't compliment her. Instead,
you must act distant and cool and
aloof and uninterested, because
if you don't, she will think that
you are needy and clingy and too
available. You hate acting like
that - why can't you just be natural
and real and not play these games?
Ah, but if you don't, you are sure
you will lose.
And there you have it. She is
almost upon you now, but it doesn't
matter because in a fraction of
a second, your mind has conjured
up all of these negative scenarios.
And so as she passes by, all
you manage to put together is a
thin-lipped smile and a nod in her
direction and, well... she may or
may not have noticed; you can't
really tell. And it makes you very
sad.
Well, you are not alone.
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This is how most men live their lives: they spend their time watching her pass by.
They fail to act, letting what could possibly be the most fulfilling romantic encounter they have ever experienced quietly walk away. |
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It is all because of our deepest
fear: the fear of rejection.
In today's society, a man feels
that if a woman rejects him in any
way - however politely and kindly
she does it - she has somehow invalidated
his very masculinity. He can't help
but feel that she is indirectly
rejecting him as a man. He simply
isn't good enough for her. And by
extension, he is not good enough
for anyone - including himself.
It doesn't matter what her reasons
are - she might be sad today, or
not feeling pretty, or newly broken
up with her boyfriend, or happily
married, or frustrated with her
career or her life... or whatever.
He still takes it personally.
Even the most confident of men
still feel a
twinge of hesitation when they encounter
a woman that takes their breath
away.
We are born with only one fear: the fear of loud noises. All other fears are acquired...
The fear of rejection is a man's
deepest fear, and it causes him
to hesitate, to catch himself, to
pause with that oh-so familiar sinking
feeling in his stomach. In other
words, without her even saying a
single word to him or even noticing
him at all, he has already rejected
himself.
She doesn't have to reject him
because he has already rejected himself.
The truth is, the fear of rejection
is ingrained in all of us, including
her. We have been conditioned by
society to believe that we simply
aren't good enough. It feels natural
to us that others will reject us
because we have lived with the fear
of rejection our whole lives. We
wear this fear around us like a
blanket; we have grown accustomed
to it.
In addition, the root of most
of the problems in our relationships
is our fundamental fear of rejection.
For even in a seemingly stable and
otherwise happy relationship, the
latent fear of rejection can simmer
just beneath the surface, manifesting
itself occasionally (or often) in
acts of jealousy or anger or selfishness
or petty arguments.
We are born with only one fear:
the fear of loud noises. All other
fears are acquired as we move through
life. When we were four years old,
we all could sing. When we were
four years old, we all could draw.
But then we started to go to school
and for the first time, we began
to compare ourselves to others.
We looked over at another kid's
drawing and for the first time,
we felt that maybe we couldn't draw.
Society has ingrained in our
consciousness the notion that we
might not be as good as someone
else. Or, equally common, our parents
conveyed to us through their words
or their actions from an early age
that we simply were not good enough.
Men spend their lives trying
to compensate for this perceived
lack of value. They try to wear
the right clothes, get the right
job, drive the right car; all in
an attempt to distract her. We hope
that maybe she won't notice - and
therefore won't reject - the real us.
So here we are today: men fear
women because they feel that she
has the power... the power to validate
them. To most men, if a woman agrees
to see them or date them or marry
them or love them, it gives him
value. He feels like a man, like
someone has accepted who he is.
Unfortunately, he feels the reverse
is also true: after all, if she
rejects him by not agreeing to any
of these things, then is she not
invalidating him?
One of the saddest phrases for
a man to hear from a woman is, "Don't
take this personally, but..." She
may sincerely not want to hurt him,
but in reality, a man can't help
but take it personally.
What happens is this: he feels
the rejection, polite or not, as
a direct invalidation of his very
soul. It sends a man into paroxysms
of self examination. "Why?" he asks,
"What is it about me that she didn't
like? Am I not tall enough? Charming
enough? What did I do? What didn't
I do? Why?"
And the cycle repeats.
I once saw a sign in a hotel
"If you could see
yourself the way others see you,
you would be amazed."
lobby in Vienna (of all places)
that said this: "If you could see
yourself the way others see you,
you would be amazed." I thought
about that sign for a long time,
and you should too. For if you do,
you will discover that it truly
is the answer to the fear of rejection.
Always remember that no matter
what the outcome, no matter how
she responds to you, you are still
you! You never lose. Never forget
this, for it is the key to overcoming
your fear of rejection.
And then... do it anyway. Even
successful, confident speakers and
performers get butterflies just
before they go onstage. It is natural.
The difference is that they do it
anyway. They don't fail to act.
They don't necessarily have less
fear of rejection than the rest
of us; instead they take a deep
breath, steel themselves, and do
it anyway - in spite of their fear.
Success breeds confidence and
confidence, as we know, breeds success.
So the next time you see her,
don't hesitate. Instead, approach
her with a smile, knowing in your
heart that she too is afraid of
rejection, that she too is nervous
about how she appears.
Don't reject yourself on her
behalf - before you have even met
her! Acknowledge your fear, and
then do it anyway.
Remember: No matter what happens,
you are still you. You never lose!
Zan Perrion
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© 2006 Alabaster Communications
Inc
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