As I am on 3 waitlists with no acceptances ( a position many of you are in as well give or take some waitlists ) it’s far too easy to be inclined towards a sad, upset, angry, frustrated mood. With an eventual rejection and a dreaded reapplication cycle hanging over my head my stress levels are very high and I am also feeling tired. However, when I have the energy, when my mind shuts the **** up for a moment, when I really just sit down and reflect, I realize that getting to this point in itself is an absolute miracle. Not many people on the waitlist may feel this way. I came from a bad high school , none of my friends went to college, a good portion of my friends ended up selling drugs, I don’t have any doctors in my family, I didn’t have a dad in the picture and had to teach myself how to be my own man, I’m a first generation college graduate, etc etc, etc , and I had the absolute honor and privilege of walking the beautiful buildings of three medical schools and the time and energy of admission committees considering (and still considering) my application. So, although many of you might be as sad, miserable, stressed, worried, angry, or uncertain about this process as me, I ask all of you to reflect back on all the **** you’ve been through. What have you been through? Even you rich kids who went to private school, I know y’all have your own challenges that can be just as insane. Overbearing parentS? Bullying? Racism? Think about all those damn things, and how you were still able to make it this far. It doesn’t make everything better but damn it puts it into perspective. Everything will not be okay, many of us have violent storms to sail through in the future but know that if you’ve made it this far you can certainly make it to the end. Stay humble, stay strong, and When you have a random moment where your mind shuts the **** up, plz use it to look on the bright side.