I have been single for the past 7.5 months, now. I understand that it really isn't that long compared to others here. But for me rejection doesn't just happen when a guy turns you away or won't talk to you. For me rejection is also a rejection of little parts of me that make me who I am. I am kind of more closed off than others. I'll tell you every secret I have in under a week, but I'm very guarded in who I allow into my heart. I have been in 4 relationships in just under a 2 year time period. And in each of those relationships I experienced a type of rejection that hurts to the core, a rejection of my true beauty. I was rejected for video games, for their mom's, their sisters, their other female friends, and even their own fleshly desires. My bold personality was rejected in the form of silence when I would try to bring that side of me out, even if it was just a glimmer. My tender heart was broken so many times by harsh names and words that were used against me, in their sick way of trying to get me to toughen up.
The way that I deal with rejection, now, is that I just don't let anyone in. I was outrageously hurt by a woman I thought was my closest friend, my best friend, the one I could turn to when I needed help when she was telling me of a plan that would put my life in danger in order to have justice served. After her I just closed myself off. I haven't cried since that happened. I haven't felt any warmth in my heart. In my response to dealing with rejection I have hidden my true heart, my inner beauty, away in walls upon walls of stone and iron. Will I give people the benefit of the doubt? Yes, will I let them, or any new one that comes along, in to see me? Never. Unless God gives him the ability to breech the many walls I have put up. Does me divulging anything about myself to you, freely, mean that I trust you enough to let you in? Not a chance. I don't care what people think or say to me anymore, it's not worth it.
So, there's my response.