Credit to Shun Strickland
Repost:
I’m sure I’ve told this story before but it’s worth retelling.
When I was about 8 I was upset because my friend had a sleepover and her mom limited the friends who could come and I wasn’t one of the ones picked.
I was as devastated as any 8 year old is knowing that all her friends are together and I couldn’t be there too.
I bawled all the way home and told my mama what happened.
This is the advice my grandmother gave my 8 year old self:
“Shun, I’m sorry they didn’t pick you. But this won’t be the last time that you aren’t picked so you better learn to pick yourself.”
At that young age she started to teach me that I had to pick myself even when others didn’t. I had to learn to enjoy my own company because I wouldn’t be always be included. And it’s not always because they don’t like you, they just didn’t pick you this go around so always pick yourself.
Because of that wise teaching, I’ve learned to love my own company and always pick myself.
So whether you pick me or not, I’m always picking me. You better pick yourself too.
Good story. You won’t be picked all the time, so folks need to learn how to be ok with not being chosen. I know rejection hurts, but once you get used to not being chosen, I think people can learn to appreciate their own company. For me, I will always…always choose me over anyone else all the time. Sorry, not sorry.🤷🏾♂️
