Rejection Therapy

I've been thinking about Rejection Therapy a lot for the past few days. Yes, there is such a thing as Rejection Therapy. It's a self-help game developed by some dude named Jason Comely. Yes, it's supposed to help you be more self-confident.

My friend Kat told me about it last Sunday after we spent a day hanging out. Basically, the gist of this thing is that in order to improve self-confidence and get rid of a fear of rejection, one has to constantly put themselves in a position where they will be rejected. That way, after countless rejections, a person will get used to the feeling rejection brings and they won't be scared of it. Forced exposure, Wikipedia says. Flooding, psychology says.

So basically, it's a vaccine for your emotional white blood cells. It totally prescribes to the old saying "what doesn't kill you makes you stronger" and makes me believe that you really can get used to anything.

The rule for this game is simple: get rejected at least once a day. By rejection, it means getting out of your comfort zone and then getting a negative response to whatever you say. The point is to make yourself vulnerable. There's a guy who keeps a blog to record all his rejections. Check it out here.

This game is a little weird. And probably the most terrifying one if you choose to participate. Does it really take that much rejection to be desensitized?

...Yes.

With that in mind, I've been thinking about doing something like this myself. Not everyday, though. I don't think my heart can take that much rejection a day. Maybe do something or ask something of people that I know will get me a "no". I don't know...still thinking about it.

fighting off sickness and boredom

Greetings, nameless random people who read this blog. It's taken me quite a while to get around to updating this blog of mine that doesn't really get read by anyone I know. Between the intermittent internet connection I get here at home and my much busier hours at work, I couldn't seem to find an opportunity to write a blog post to welcome the new year. It took me a month, but welcome to my life, Year 2013.

I'm feeling ill right now so I'll take this as an opportunity to actually sit down and write a blog post, no matter how trivial it may be. It's kind of sad to be sick and not have much company except for the TV and the computer. They're not bad company at all, but with most of my family gone to work and I'm confined in the room for bed rest, it kind of gets lonely and boring. This is a strange notion because every time things get a little too busy, all I want is a day spent doing nothing. The grass is always greener on the other side, huh?

So here I am munching on some little fuji apples (because they're the only thing I can probably eat right now) and fighting off boredom.

So, how are you, nameless reader? How's your year so far? Mine has been satisfactory, but it can always be better. Do you have a date for V-day? Lucky you, then. People who have dates on V-day are lucky people, I think. But that's just me. I hope your dates go well and as planned. For those who don't have dates, may we be patient until we finally get our turns! Cheers!

This blog post isn't really going anywhere. I just wanted to post something to keep this thing alive and hopefully fuel me to write better (and more interesting) posts in the future. Til next time!