Not Good Enough

Don’t you hate it when there’s something you really, really want to do – or something you really, really want to win or participate in…. you finally build up enough nerve to make your request known. You take a deep breath, suck in your gut and ask to play. You anxiously wait at the edge of your seat for your chance and then it happens. You. Get. Rejected.

Well, that happened to me. Twice. There were two things that I really wanted to do. Well, one I really wanted to do and something else I really wanted to win. I raised my hand to play and they told me no. Both Times. No, Krystal. You can’t play with us. And no Krystal, you didn’t win.

That sucks. I’m too embarrassed and sad to tell you what I’m talking about. All I will say is that I feel like I’m not good enough. I thought I was pretty great( if I do say so myself). But my rejections have snapped me back to reality and let me know that I’m not big enough to run with the Top Dogs.

I feel like folding my arms, turning my back, and rolling my eyes at them. But that’s only my way of throwing a temper tantrum. I’m really good at acting like a baby when I don’t get my way.

Oh well, I guess I’ll shuffle myself back to the weirdo table in the back of the cafeteria and wait for one of the cool kids to talk to me. It sucks being unpopular.

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  1. They are the ones at a loss. You can sit with me any day!!

  2. You can’t win it, if you are not in it! And at least you were in it. That’s more than a lot of people can say. Each experience prepares you for the next. Don’t give up! My motto for 2011 was to not pass up ANY opportunity (whether I felt like I was ready for it or not).

  3. Yea..I do hate when that happens. And it has happened to me a few times..that’s why I am creating my own “game” and trowing my own “party”..

  4. You are good enough! It doesn’t take someone else to recognize in order to make it so. I know it was disappointing, but it’s just not our turn. Continue to build you, and soon they’ll ask you, instead of you raising your hand to play.

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