I didn’t get into the dietetic internship.
Had to get that out of the way, and I have to admit, I’ve been a little MIA from blog-world licking my wounds. Despite the wonderful encouragement from so many people, I knew the odds were against me in such a competitive program, and only applying to one really forced me to put all of my eggs into one basket.
I spent much of the weekend studying and on pins and needles – the computer “matching” system, which shows you where and if you matched to an internship online, was updated Sunday night sealing the fates of many RDs to be across the country. It’s hard to put into words how one little click of the mouse can really change everything.
I can’t say I didn’t shed a few tears and wonder what I did or didn’t do through a very sleepless night. When I woke up early Monday morning, I did the only thing I knew would make me feel better – laced up and headed to Central Park in the moonlight of 5:15 a.m.
I thought about my options as I pounded out the miles (pain-free! hooray for small miracles), and it wasn’t long until I felt a bit better.
Thankfully, I have tons of options, and even though I had a lot of hope for starting my internship soon, I did prepare for this because I knew it was likely. So, I’m moving on to plan B with a positive ‘tude and a smile.
Life ain’t fair sometimes, and we’ve got to learn to roll with the punches. While the details of plan B definitely need to be ironed out a bit, I do know one thing – I’ll be an RD someday soon and won’t stop ’till I get there.
Question: How do you deal with heavy disappointment?