Most of the time I can handle rejection, but not this time; it was personal. My elephant skin peeled away layer upon layer, tear upon tear, leaving me standing in a pile of fear. I found myself wondering if I could take anymore. My doubtful voice was saying, "Admit it, you suck." At the same time, my inner voice was answering, "Never give up!" Back and forth, back and forth.
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I knew there was a reason I loved the uniqueness of each season. Each comes with its own set of challenges. How I handle them will lead me through. The same goes with writing. On I'll march and I will persevere!