A unique and kind of sad recruit story

[DrPhil]

Originally Posted by ellebud

Ok, my two cents: As a mother of three kids I understand stress. I know sadness and having relatives (parents and grandparents) die. As a cancer survivor I understand the toll that illness plays on your body and soul BUT...how many times (sometimes with a good or bad response) has a sister, during Pref, talked about how her sisters helped her through the tough times in life? Heck, my sisters helped me (as an adult) get through cancer treatment. This is a story, assuming that all is true, of how not to grow up, how the OP failed sisterhood, and the failure to grow as a person by outgrowing the slings and arrows of high school.

Life is filled with what ifs. I think that many of us, at a certain age, certainly say that more than a teenager or young adult. But it is what you do with your ruminations that proves your metal as an adult. A sister rolled her eyes at you during recruitment? Maybe she did, maybe she didn't. So what? That might give you pause, but it shouldn't rule your life. You didn't like your sorority? Make it better. You had problems with your sisters? Try and find one or two you do like and see how the situation improves. Can't find ANY sisters that you are compatible with? Look homeward angel.

This thread does have educational value in the sense that I compared it to my daughter's recent recruitment. Both girls were ambivelent about the process. Both girls (and all girls going through) were afraid of rejection. Both had second thoughts (ok..mine for 5 seconds) about joining. The difference? My daughter has made friends and loves her house. She stuck it out during the first days of change, a change which is difficult for everyone. And my daughter (obnoxious bragging, I'm sorry) hasn't blamed anyone for what didn't happen.

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