To begin, the thoughts I’m about to express may come off as hurtful but I promise my thoughts are coming from a place of honesty.

To give you all a little background about myself, I am a sophomore at my school and I am majoring in mass communications. I come from two family members that both went through the Greek system and they so graciously told me everything I needed to know before going through recruitment.

So do keep in mind my journey may be slightly different than yours, but I promise that I will be able to relate to some of you in one way or another

My Greek life journey started in the fall of 2016.

I was so excited to go through rush (rush can also stand for recruitment, so if I say rush that’s what I mean). I was so looking forward to the experience and everything that my school’s Greek life had to offer. I made so many great friends through the process and still talk to some of the girls today.

But my journey came to a halt the Monday morning of preference round when my recruitment counselor told me that I had been dropped from recruitment. I was heartbroken and I did not understand why this had happened to me.

I somehow seemed to make it through my freshman year just fine with everything that was going on. I started classes and realized that making the best grades were going to help me the next time I went through rush.

So I worked my butt off and made it on the Deans’ List for fall semester.

I became determined to finish strong my fall semester and show my school’s Greek system that they were missing out on what I had to offer.

Fast forward to summer of this year, and the decision came for to sign up for recruitment again during the fall.

I was positive it was going to work out this time and that I was going to meet so many new faces and make a lot of connections with the girls in the houses. It turns out, there was one house that was interested in me this time.

I honestly went back to the house from the day before and really gave it my all. The next day, I come and find out that the house that I went to visit dropped me.

It was like last fall all over again and it truly did make me sad that the process didn’t work out for me.

But, I have now decided to turn this sadness into something else. I want you to know that it’s okay if you are dropped/released from recruitment. It doesn’t define who you are as a person and there are so many other things in college that you will get to experience. It might mean that this opportunity just wasn’t for you or me and that is totally okay. Keep on being yourself, and you will be just fine!