These last couple months, I’ve been sharing true life stories as I remember them about some of the most painful rejections from my past. I’ve also talked about the healing I’ve gotten in stages, and what God has done with that. Anyone suffering from rejection can be healed. It just takes love and patience. Click to Tweet #APD #rejection
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We Interrupt This Series… Part II
A few weeks ago, I just had to share the news about finding my ethnicity, and confirming who my birth mother was. I also mentioned that a sister had reached out to me on this blog by leaving a comment, with hopes we could connect soon. Finding openness with new biological family members is healing. Click to Tweet #APD #sisters #family
APD Part IX––And So it Begins
For five years, from the time I was a senior in high school, until I graduated from ORU, I had few rejection incidents. Then I graduated, and couldn’t get a job in my chosen field of broadcasting. Today’s job market is more sophisticated than the 1970s. Networking is rapidly becoming the best way to secure a professional position. Click to Tweet #amwriting #rejection #APD Back then, we used the shotgun, classified ad approach of job-hunting, with very little success.
APD Part VIII––The Blessing of ORU
If I thought high school was good, Oral Roberts University, (yes, I went there all four years) was a huge blessing in my life. The blessing of being with other Christian students and learning more of God was incredible. I experienced much more acceptance and healing while at ORU, with virtually no rejection. Finding the right learning community is important, especially for those with rejection issues. Click to Tweet #amwriting #rejection #APD
APD Part VII––High School Grace
Finally, when I entered high school, which in my case, was when I was a sophomore, I began to understand the tease and how to give it back, without insult, and without rejection. During high school, I managed to find a small group of other girls who were Christians, of good character, and sweet natured. It was a blessed relief from the pain of junior high. Helping those with rejection issues to find a small group of loyal friends assists healing. Click to Tweet #amwriting #rejection #APD
APD Part VI––Youth Trip Nightmare
Just when I thought I would survive junior high, my mother practically forced me to go on a weekend trip to Arkansas with other youth from our church. The girls were fine. The boys were a nightmare. Have you ever been constantly harassed with nowhere to go? No escape is possible. Imagine a six-hour bus trip with non-stop insults from stupid junior and senior high boys. Click to Tweet. #amwriting #rejection #APD
APD Part V––Fickle Friend
Childhood friendships can either be rewarding or quite painful. I had one friend I grew up with in elementary school, who once we entered junior high, decided I wasn’t good enough for her. I’m writing about these experiences from my past to share insights about why APD is so very hurtful. But with hope for healing, the pain can be released. Click to Tweet #amwriting #rejection #APD
