There’s not much catharsis to getting that rejection letter sent to you, soon after you’ve interviewed for a job you’ve been pining for…and we’re talking months here folks.  Waiting was the easy part. Receiving the letter with those god awful words was nauseating, to say the least, however.

There’s always that thought of “will I ever find a job?” and the stress of ensuring that you’ll have enough money to pay for the ensuing months’ bills.

But for myself, at least, a rejection from a job opportunity seems to reverberate far more than simply not getting the job. I begin to question my own self worth and whether I’m adequate enough for any job really.

I know, I know, I’m the walking poster child for low self esteem it seems. My reaction isn’t exactly the healthiest, and contrary to what others tell you, a lot feel the exact same way.

Having another sleepless night, and enduring the sting (or stink) of rejection is more than I want to bear. I want to feel OK about all this. In short…

…I want to move beyond it.

But first, here’s the painfully obvious: today’s job market is tight (I’ll resist the urge to insert some offensive metaphors here, but you get the picture). Even low end jobs in retail chains like Target, and fast food joints like McDonald’s having become increasingly finicky with who they decide to hire.  It’s become a sad state of affairs, with so many professionals out of work, but with so few job openings. Employers have their pick of the lot…

So keeping that in mind, I let myself wallow in my little pit of despair. I basically gave myself a time limit of half a day. I originally had it at two hours, but two turned into three, then four…well, you get the picture.

Before writing this blog post, I decided to look up how others dealt with their small calamity of job rejections. I stumbled upon some rather informative, albeit therapeutic posts here, here, and here.  Admittedly, there’s countless others on the net, but these three seemed to help the most.

The take home lesson from all this can be summed up in these following statements (which I’ve stolen from the the third blog post here), and that is:

“When I hear the word “No!”…oh well. So what? Next!”

Like she says. There are seven BILLION people in the world. Go ask someone else. Get interviewed by someone else. And if you feel that sting again…oh well, so what…NEXT! 😉