One minute I think, "damn, I'm screwed." Then, I read over my personal statement, resume, letters of recommendation (yes, I waived my rights, but 2 of my 3 profs gave me copies anyway), my transcripts, and I start thinking (after cringing over a couple minor things), "damn, I sound good." :P (Except for those pesky GRE...
My mom always tells me this whenever I'm stressing about something. "The worst they/he/she can say is no." And it's true. Yet in the case of PhD applications, it doesn't make me feel any better.
And I've realized that I completely wrap myself up in the fear of failure. I define myself by successes; I've never...