5 rejections. One day.
I thought I was cooked. Lost. No clue why I was being rejected for months or where to go next.
That's the moment most people quit. I almost did.
But you know what? My final rejection will come from myself. Until I do, I exist.
So I stepped up. Again. Held on to this tiny little spark that made me start in the first place.
The very next day: I had two sales calls that went very well. I'm close to signing up my first 4-figure monthly retainer.
My mind was on a razor line. One misplaced thought and I was done.
When rejection piles up, what keeps you standing?