Every rose has its thorns.

March 9, 2018


No one can say I didn’t try, Minerva. I gave an interview on the fly 5 minutes after applying. Did it go well? I thought so. It lasted an hour and I got another call five minutes after it ended asking me to come in for an in-person interview the next day; which I happily agreed to. The next morning, I went in to the interview and that again lasted an hour. I did my research, I was able to recite their mission statement back to them, I was funny and professional, I was even given a tour of the building. I even got to see the projects that were underway and I asked all of my questions. The whole thing flowed. I thought it went great; especially when I got another call back. They told me I would get a final decision later that day or the next.


Then the dreaded e-mail came, “We’ll be going in another direction”. Once again, my story was being told for me and it makes me so angry. People deciding that I can’t handle certain situations because THEY’RE FRAGILE. I don’t know what to tell people at this point. Lying is not in my nature. I am a beautiful flower, but I have thorns. I have maintained all my beauty and I’m just as delicate as I ever was. I need air, sunlight and room to grow. But evolution has taught me that people want what I have, so I developed thorns over time. I’m no threat though. Treat me like you should a delicate flower, look at me, adore me, wonder in my amazement; but don’t touch and you’ll never feel the prick of my thorn.

“Cry. Forgive. Learn. Move on. Let your tears water the seeds of your future happiness.” 
― Steve Maraboli


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