Handling Rejection
I applied for a university few weeks ago, and just today I found out I didn’t get in.
Not gonna lie, I was excited waiting for the announcement. I had hoped I got accepted. Phases of grief come flashing through my body. I read the announcement over and over again, despite the bright red color attacking my eyes. Then I didn’t wait for another minute, I looked up for next year’s admission. Said to myself probably it was wrong and too late to apply for this year’s admission. But I couldn’t register and I probably felt too tired to create another account.
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My bargaining attempt is sending a text to the admission admin about what went wrong with my application. Probably I’m still in the bargaining phase, wishing there’s something I can fix about my application.
Or maybe it’s the depression phase, because I feel disappointed. I couldn’t tell certain someone that I got in and that I get to go to university again. And then I realized probably my intention in applying to university was for external factor and not for my own good.
Now I have to handle the bitter fruit of rejection and an unmet expectation I have set myself up to.
Lesson learned, once again.
