Two Rejections in One Day and Why This Made Me Happy
I woke up feeling pretty good.
I was up by 7 a.m., put in an hour of personal development work, and then opened my inbox to find two emails from companies I had pitched to last week — both rejection emails.
At that point, I went from feeling good to feeling pretty damn great!
This might be an odd gesture granted I had spent time and energy into an idea, spent additional time curating my perfect pitch, and then sent it off just to be rejected.
I’m ecstatic because something is FINALLY F*CKN moving. Excuse me as I say that with bold vulgarness because I’m there — tired, defeated, hopeless, and exhausted. But then I get this sign to tell me to keep going, how those rejections were not rejections, and it’s actually a chance for me to rethink what direction I’m really headed.
I’ve pitched for 50 days straight without a single response from any company, and receiving two in one day meant things were finally rolling. It did leave me with this burning question.
What was my real motive for reaching out in the first place?
Both rejections came from fashion publications and industries. To be frankly honest, I’m not into fashion on the scale that one would be expected to be pitching to these publications — but was open to the learning opportunity if given. I reached out explaining what I was able to bring to the table — a strong sense of community, multicultural awareness, and how to feel empowered from within.
Then is got me thinking, that is what moves me. Those are the topics that I can talk about for countless of hours.
I recently became a digital nomad and to fund my lifestyle, I would, of course, need income. Were my last 50 pitches aligned with the companies’ mission or was I forcing it? Ten years down the line when I’m where I’d like to be, what am I writing? Better yet, who was I writing for?
I needed a bone from the universe and, in some sense, this was it.
It was the reevaluation point.