As a slightly more evolved adult, my perspective on rejection has shifted. I have much bigger priorities and levels of importance in my life than one single part. I have also dealt with new types of rejection (at work, in relationships, with a child, etc) more often than I did in the ‘old days.’
Luckily, ‘adulting’ can also mean that I don’t have to wallow in self-pity with no resources (or no lack of pride to tap into them). Knowing full well much of this is simply a perspective shift (what ain’t?), I’ll reject the rejection with maturity and grace (and also maybe-probably-definitely repeat ‘That show’s gonna suck without me’ – to myself, of course).