I heard back from the University of Oregon last week. By email.
"Dear Haley Cloyd,
We regret to inform you that your application for admission to the Counseling Psychology Program at the University of Oregon was not accepted."
Et cetera.
Eight spots. One hundred sixty applicants. Statistically speaking it makes sense.
I am still a little pissed. My ego is [definitely] still a little bruised. But people get rejected from graduate programs all the time.
I was just hoping I would be one of the few who was spared from that particular form of rejection.
It is far too easy to wallow when I think about that email. [Yes, email.] But the fact of the matter is that I DO NOT WANT TO WALLOW.
I want to continue looking forward, squinting at the sun that is slowly rising above my horizon, shedding light onto my future that has been waiting in shadow.
