A friend just got handed an unreasonable rejection. It came on a platter, delivered with very little in the way of kindness and no hints at all about what to do next.
It is not personal.
Not about her.
She did nothing wrong. It might not even be about her idea.
No one wants exactly what you want, sees what you see, believes what you believe. That’s normal.
Oh, that happened. Now what?
Go plan another picnic.