The sky has been grey since last week, and yesterday, we experienced a torrential downpour.
Today, the sun is half-out to play. Tommorow, it may be sunny and 85 degrees.
I can’t help but relate this to the experiences in our lives.
In high school, everything feels like the end of the world. You struggle through school work, friendships, relationships, politics in organizations, and your homelife con parents. At any time, any one of these things can come crashing down on top of you, leaving you feeling utterly destroyed. At any other time, it may be sunny and 85 degrees.
The culmination of these high school peaks and valleys is applying to college your senior year. You spend hours upon hours writing essays and filling out online applications, researching, and visiting towns that might be your home for the next four years. You try to gauge where you will fit in based on what you know about yourself thus far, which isn’t much. You make your selections and send your credentials, sometimes ending up rejected. And it again feels like the end of the world.
Hopefully, I can be the bearer of some great news: It’s not the end of the world 🙂
It feels icky right now, and you probably want to curl up in a ball and cry yourself into oblivion, but in the words of someone so much wiser than me, ‘this too shall pass.’ You will continue to wake up and go to school and speak to your friends and do your homework. You will still get on Facebook to stalk your not-so-secret crush; your parents will still expect you to clean the bathroom every other Saturday. Life goes on.
On top of that, there are other universities that will, or already have, accept(ed) you!
See, what you may not realize right now is that the university that rejected you is actually making your life easier. It doesn’t see you as a good fit for their school, which at first seems crushing, but realistically means you and that school probably wouldn’t get along. Hooray! This will save you tremendous heartbreak. You are being kept from a nightmarish freshman year that could very well end in a crushingly depressive second semester in which you vow at the end of it to never return to the campus or state of Oklahoma ever again.
This rejection is freeing you up to recieve something awesome from the universe.
What you think you know about who you are right now pales in comparison to what you will find out about yourself by the end of your college experience. You will change. And so will your ideas about where you belong. This is just a head-start in that discovery.
I know it’s hard, trust me I know, but try to look at this like finding your soulmate. You’ve got to weed out the ones that just don’t suit you, in order to end up with the one that will suit you best.