I’m pretty sure I have never in my life craved a rejection letter so badly.
I think it’s safe to say that most of us are not fans of rejection, right? It leaves you with a sick feeling way down deep in your stomach and can lead to weeks of just wanting to take a nap and/or shove as much sugar and processed food in your face as your napping schedule will allow. It sucks.
But do you know what sucks more? Not getting rejected and listening to the deafening sound of crickets while your hope swings wildly by the weakest of threads. Are you idiotic to hold onto that hope? Because they probably don’t want you, right? But. Buuuuuut. They haven’t exactly said no, so maybe, just maybe, that might turn into a yes? You talk yourself around and around in neurotic circles until you’re so dizzy you don’t know what to think.
Let me give this some context.