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Peter Piper Picked A Pepper, But My Name's Not Pepper

You ever wonder why you weren't picked? Maybe you don't know the hurt of being in school and being the last one standing when picking teams for dodgeball, softball or kickball teams.(Hey, I was/am a nerd so I did get selected for the debate team, math-letes WOOHOO) But those of you who are not familiar with that pain, let me tell you - All you can think of at that point is WHY NOT ME?  WHY DIDN'T THEY PICK ME? WHY DON'T THEY LIKE ME? Now, most times it's not about popularity - unless you are trying to be chosen for a team led by a gaggle of mean chicks - but I digress. My question is this - when does it stop? Actually, does it ever or does it just carry over into other parts of our lives? Okay, let's look at a few examples:

When you through your hat in the ring for a new job or promotion, you're probably pitted against a bunch of other applicants. If you're not selected, do those thoughts run through your mind? WHY NOT ME? WHY DIDN'T THEY PICK ME? WHY DON'T THEY LIKE ME?

Or what about when you shoot your shot and the person you're interested in instead picks someone else to give all of their time and attention, love to. Do you think, have you ever thought WHY NOT ME? WHY DIDN'T THEY PICK ME? WHY DON'T THEY LIKE ME?

Even worse - what if you're seriously vibing with someone. I'm mean, dates, talking on the phone for HOURS, texting back and forth all day long and so naturally you're thinking - YES! This is it! Finally! Someone picked me back! And then it happens...They pull a Casper and ghost you. I mean all comms drop off or become iffy at best. You try to convince yourself, HEY IT'S OK...ALL ROMANCES/RELATIONSHIPS GO THROUGH THIS COMFY STAGE, RIGHT? AFTER ALL, THEY PICKED ME, RIGHT?? RIGHT?!!?! Then one day you see on social media (insert your favorite media platform here) that there's a reason for them ghosting you. The person you picked, who picked you back - has picked someone else!!! OMG! NOW WHAT??!! HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN? BUT THEY PICKED ME?? DIDN'T THEY? and of course - WHY DON'T THEY LIKE ME? WHY HER & NOT ME? You may as well let all those questions go. You'll probably never get an answer to these questions,  if you're brave enough to ask them, that is...

So yeah, that last part happened to me. SUCKED! Anyway, I'm not all that brave when it comes these sorts of things bug the opportunity presented itself on social media (I know I know...) and the response was the closest thing to closure I've ever received. It was part of this 4 question thing (you know how these things go) where you post and then people can inbox you for Q&A. So one of the questions was WHAT IS SOMETHING THAT YOU'VE WANTED TO SAY TO ME? His response: I WISH MY HEART HAD BEEN READY. This was perfection! It put the onus on him and relieved me from wondering WHY NOT ME? WHY DIDN'T HE PICK ME? WHY DIDN'T HE LIKE ME? I wasn't really angry with him before this response (ok so yeah maybe my feelings were hurt, a little) but this made everything, well ok. I wish him well in his relationship and in life in general.

So can you relate to any of these examples? Or were you always ALWAYS the one PICKED? Or maybe, you were the PICKER...

Peace,
Mackgurl

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