tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1172807855629672075.post417030278416073464..comments2023-10-02T07:39:46.229-06:00Comments on Come What May, and Love It: AskAliandriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16061859275015136281noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1172807855629672075.post-13987155761747245142016-07-16T11:48:58.407-06:002016-07-16T11:48:58.407-06:00I'm reading a book you may like. It's call...I'm reading a book you may like. It's called "Rejection Proof," and it has some of these same ideas. Why are we so afraid of rejection? We're not worse off if we ask and someone says no. And sometimes people say yes, and then we're better off. So why not ask?<br />Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15223043047806470704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1172807855629672075.post-90162760906088125262016-07-15T09:17:54.556-06:002016-07-15T09:17:54.556-06:00I suffer from the same syndrome. Asking sometimes ...I suffer from the same syndrome. Asking sometimes feels like weakness to me. I don't want to feel ashamed if I am rejected, and I don't want to seem needy or annoying. But like you I'm learning to lean into the discomfort of asking. If I don't express my wants and needs, they aren't likely to be met. If I do express them, it's possible they still won't be met - but at least I did my part. I love your courage and vulnerability in sharing this post. I hope you get your bluegrass group and a date with a cute guy and everything else you want in life :)Gerry Bairdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01058893599142229082noreply@blogger.com