"We have reviewed your Peace Corps application and have placed you under consideration for Morocco departing September 2017. Your application is being reviewed by a Placement Specialist."
My heart sank. It beated slowly as it fell. Tears welled. Morocco? What about my first and second choice?
I sat at my desk trying not to get overwhelmed. Not working. I was utterly disappointed and devasted. What about Timor Leste? or Fiji? Why did i even put down Morocoo?
Now you are probably thinking i am being an ungrateful whiny brat. You're right. I am. 110%. My expectations made me blindsided. Funny because all the Peace Corps Volunteer blogs i've read, they say to have zero expectations. Don't even expect gravity to happen.
I cried for a few hours. I called my cousin. All she could say "Well at least you were considered! That is pretty good considering how hard it is to get into the Peace Corps. Morocco is fun!"
Not what i wanted to hear. What did i want really? I guess someone to tell me i was worth Timor Leste.
I'm not trying to be ungrateful. It is a huge shock for me. I've prepped and planned. I was SO excited to be living in Timor Leste. I spent hours looking up the country and its history. Read blogs. Started to learn Portuguese. I could not wait to be unplugged and have limited access to social media. Really focus on helping the young country grow.
Well, I'm only under consideration. That doesn't mean i am guarenteed an interview. So i really should be super happy i got a consideration.
It felt like a punch in the gut. I'm still reeling from it.
