For as long as I could remember Greek life was never something I really wanted to be a part of. However, after transitioning into college this past year I realized that joining a sorority looked to be a great option to gain lifelong friends that would support me with everything I wanted to accomplish.

So, I signed up for recruitment.

Once signed up for rush I began to research tips and advice from anyone and anywhere. I learned what was important to say and what to avoid speaking about at all costs. I learned to go into the process open-minded and to "trust the process" for what it is. I went with my dad to multiple stores to pick out my outfit for each specific day. I felt increasingly more confident as everything was continuing to come together.

A week before recruitment I was both nervous and excited. This week could have been life changing for me. This week was supposed to help me find my sisters and lifelong friends. I wanted nothing more to get invited back and accepted for who I am. I went to the first day of rush in an off-the-shoulder sundress with blue and white stripes. I wore brown strappy sandals and accessories to compliment my dress. I felt ready. I walked up to my pi chi group with the most confidence I have had in a very long time. I was prepared to be social, bubbly, and as happy as I could be.

This day was supposed to be the longest, with seven sororities to visit, and forty minutes to talk to each one. Meeting each of the sorority chapters is called a party. In each party I talked to anywhere from one to four sisters from that sorority. They would normally ask me the same questions over and over, and to be honest it was exhausting. I knew, however, that this process would be worth it if I received a bid. I went into each party with an open mind. I made sure to ask and say everything that was asked of me with great detail. I made it a point to ask about the specific sorority and what was each sister's favorite part of being in that sorority. By the time the seventh and final party came around I was extremely tired, but hopeful as this sorority was very interesting to me. I walked into the room and didn't stop smiling the entire time. I met so many amazing girls whom I had a lot in common with and made me feel at home. When I left the room, I ran to my pi chi and told her how great it was and how I finally found where I'm supposed to be.

Before going to bed that night, I laid out my outfit for the next day; I went to sleep that night full of hope and happiness. I slept better than I have in a while. I was confident I had done everything in my power to get invited back that next day.

The next day I woke up from a call from my pi chi. Excited to hear which sororities I was invited back to I picked it up. She began to tell me how upset and bewildered she was, and that I was not invited back to any of the seven sororities. I keep it together and I asked her why she thought I didn't make it. She and I both could not come up with a reason. When I hung up the phone I began to cry unable to figure out why I was good enough for any of the numerous chapters at my university. I felt a heartbreak greater than one I've ever felt before. I laid there with tears streaming down my face wondering why I wasn't sorority material.

I began to calm down a little and realized that if they didn't want me that I was better off without them, and even though I was only in recruitment for one day I meet dozens of people I could call my friends. Although I have no idea in the world why I didn't get invited back, I have almost come to peace with it. I believe that everything happens for a reason, and whether or not there is a reason for my rejection, there very much will be a reason in the long run.

For any girls out there questioning whether or not they're sorority material, remember whether or not you are, recruitment is still a life changing experience and is worth going through with an open mind.