Last Friday I received my fourth j-school rejection letter. For the past couple of years I have been striving to get my master’s degree. I took the chance and started to fill out applications.. Three of them I was straight up rejected. I mean the emails bounced back and was like “It’s a no for us dog”! I got wait listed with the last one and then I got rejected.
Let’s be real rejection sucks. No one likes rejection. If it’s for school, a job or when you let your crush know how you feel about them and they’re like.
“Hey you’re cool but I don’t like you in that matter sorry”!
You’re like dang it’s like that? Am I ugly or something? Do I need to fix my breath? What is it? Am I not qualified for the job? Am I not smart enough to get into this school? So when I saw the email:
Dear Charmaine Hudson,
We regret to inform you.
I just sat there in my chair at work. I read over the email and deleted it . Then I told my brother from another mother what happened. Later on that afternoon, I was sitting in a staff meeting and I wanted cry. I wanted to burst out crying right there in the middle of talking about patient care. I called my dad when I left work and we talked about it and he was like
“THEY ARE GOING TO WISH THEY ACCEPTED YOU”! You know typical things that your parents would say. I felt a little better but I was really trying to figure out what’s next for me? What do I do?
Have you ever been dreaming about something that you wanted so badly? You were excited about it. You could taste it. Then your dreams are shattered when that “thing” you wanted so badly rejects you. I felt as if my dreams of living in NYC were shattered. No matter how hard I tried to work at it I was being denied. It’s like. “Nope sorry, stay in H-Town”! Lord knows I love the lone star state. The place where you “swang and bang”. The city where it’s hot eleven months out of the year. Where multi-platinum artist like Drake claims Houston as his home. I just feel like it’s time for me to explore other options.
Whoever is reading this and you’ve been rejected by that “job” or “admissions”, do not fret I know what you are going through. I had to sit down and really think about what do I need to do? What is my next move? Do I fill out other applications and possibly receive yet another rejection? Or do I just figure out plan B?
Yes Plan B.
Plan B isn’t that bad. If you don’t have a plan B then I suggest that you try to come up with one. My thing was I already work as a journalist for a magazine. My work is being published. I am seriously working on my blog now, so what is the problem? When I really thought about it. I knew that it just wasn’t my time yet. Timing is everything my friend!
It’s funny because my brother from another mother was like “ Maybe you weren’t meant to go to school right now. Have you ever thought that maybe that’s your safe haven”?What are you passionate about”? “What does your soul tell you?
I swear it hit me like a ton of bricks. My parents have always pushed education on us. There are people in my family that have their doctrine degrees and I was trying to follow in their footsteps. Maybe that’s not what I’m supposed to be doing at this moment. I wrote out what I really wanted to do. Trust me school is in on the list but not my top priority anymore. I can’t let something like this crush my dreams. Sometimes, you have to take a step back and figure out what do you need to do.
I just want to encourage you that this is not the end! If at first you don’t succeed try, try, try again!