Rejection sucks. There, I said it. It’s out there now. Can’t take it back.
No, but seriously, rejection hurts so much. Being in the college application stage where all I can do now is sit and wait for results, I have to mentally prepare myself for the rejections I’m bound to receive. Having already received a few, I’ve experienced the devastating crush of reading “We’re sorry to inform you” and it doesn’t get any easier.
I know I set myself up by applying to so many top tier schools. But on the other hand, would I rather feel regret in 6 months, wondering what if?? At least by applying and getting a rejection, I know that for sure, they didn’t want me. Wondering what if might be even worse.
Is it bad for me to stay emotionally unattached to a school? To protect me from feelings later on. But does that show that I’m uncommitted? I don’t mean for it to come across that way. I’ve very interested in each of these schools and I’d be happy and would excel at any one of them.
Each time, it is worse and worse. Each rejection is another door closing. Another option is gone. Poof! Just like that, my pool of options diminishes. Leaving me with less time to look for more options. Hoping that deadlines haven’t passed.
Pretty much, moral of this is, no matter how many times I have to read those 5 words, there are always other things coming my way, and it’s not the end of the world. Somehow, through all the disappointment and the heartbreak, I’ll find something that I’m happy with.
My only hope is by the end of all this, I’ll find the school that I want, and they want me back.