Being able to get over it and move on.
Being able to say to yourself, "Self, in the end this doesn't really matter."
It doesn't matter what it is.
Maybe that guy isn't giving you the attention you deserve.
Maybe he doesn't stay interested.
Maybe he breaks your heart.
Maybe it's having a bad hair day and you don't want to leave the house.
Maybe it's getting a bad grade on a test you needed to do well on.
In the end this doesn't really matter.
In the end, you can be the bigger man.
You can walk away.
You can make the choice to be happy.
You can go on living.
A friend of mine once said,
"You can still get into Heaven with a B minus."
Well, you can still get into heaven with greasy hair,
that volcano on your chin,
and an outfit that makes you look forty pounds overweight.
You can still get into Heaven even if he plays you.
You have that power.
"No one can make you feel inferior without your consent."
If it's supposed to work out, it will.