I have been managing my impressive track of rejections by not mentioning that I even applied to programs to people who don't already know what I've been up to. I know that sounds terrible, but... I just can't deal with their reactions. I kind of wish I had never told anyone what I was doing, so I could just deal with it on my own. But no. It's like the horrible moment where someone passes away, and even though you just want to grieve, you have to notify everyone.
Okay, getting rejected isn't that bad. But, sometimes it really feels that way.
It's just there's this certain look people get when you tell them you've been rejected, surprise masked with sympathy, a heavy dose of pity. That look kills me.
I feel the same! I wish that I hadn't told anyone that I was applying so that if I get rejections across the board I can save my pride. I've been putting discussing the outcome of my applications so far. I am trying to wait it out so that when I get good news (if I get good news) I have only that to share, and I can keep my shame to myself. I have no clue how I will be able to muster the courage to ask my professors to help me all over again if I get all rejections. I'm praying, wishing, begging, (you name it, I'm doing it) that I won't have to.