I got rejected today.

I'm very happy about it.

While it hurts, sucks, makes me pissed and feel like overturning my desk, fapping and shooting myself (whoa, maybe not this time) I'm grateful.

I find it worse to not approach.

Sure, depression happens and I question the validity of life itself.

But, when I'm in a decent frame of mind, I think approaching and making use of opportunity that presents itself is better than pretending I'm too superior or indulging insecurities and not even trying.

Yes, sometimes the pain is overwhelming. Sometimes the mind gets in the way.

When it's all said and done it's the male privilege to do this; just as it's a woman's privilege to be the muse and change her mind.