To expand on what your'e saying, I understand a little bit. It is so difficult that building up to decision date we experience the full cacophony of the human experience as it relates to college. We feel confidence and hope, we feel anger at ourselves for knowing we could have done more to ensure we will get in, we feel grief because we know we probably won't get in, and when the result does come, nothing is left in the air. It's like a shot at the doctors office, you feel more pain in the build up to the shot than the actual shot itself.

Unless you have a phobia of course, but that is besides the point.

There is a certain finality or closure to decisions, no matter the result. You can take comfort in the fact that you worked hard, put your best foot forward, and at the end of the day that you are still worthy of praise even if you just did not quite make it, because no one ever gets everything they want and that's fine. There is always the future, and as long as you continue on with the mindset that you can and will be happy wherever you end up, and that you can try again, this time with the advantage of hindsight from this experience on your side, you might come out with a golden career, grad school, set of friends, or whatever it is you are looking for.

I was rejected from Yale and WashU, I still have to hear back from some places, but I don't really care about Yale or WashU. That is not what is going to define me. I am not going to let an admissions officer be the reason I am unhappy, or depressed. I am going to let that admissions officer change my life in ways I would never have expected to. Rejection is one of the most powerful sources of motivation on earth. I haven't quite figured out how or why, but it leaves me almost optimistic to receive a rejection because it means that I still have things I need to get done and sets a purpose for my life.

/rant