Biopsychosocialyzing

I agree. I am beyond stressed being on the waitlist for my top choice as well, and I would love for people to make decisions, but maybe they are waiting on other schools, are waitlisted themselves by their top choice etc., or who the heck knows what else, so nothing we can do but wait. That being said, it would be cool if people would decline as soon as they know they aren't going 100% but the truth is everyone is waiting on other programs and people as well, so not cool to pressure anyone into declining or accepting. It's not like people are holding on to offers to torture those on the waitlist.

I agree. I am beyond stressed being on the waitlist for my top choice as well, and I would love for people to make decisions, but maybe they are waiting on other schools, are waitlisted themselves by their top choice etc., or who the heck knows what else, so nothing we can do but wait. That being said, it would be cool if people would decline as soon as they know they aren't going 100% but the truth is everyone is waiting on other programs and people as well, so not cool to pressure anyone into declining or accepting. It's not like people are holding on to offers to torture those on the waitlist.

This 10000%. I was thinking that I can’t be the only one who thinks that it’s incredibly rude to tell people to accept or decline their offer ASAP because they’re on a waiting list. I understand that some schools are top choices and it’s frustrating when you’re placed on a waitlist, but pressuring people to make decisions helps no one. Be kind. 

Yo - programs aren't supposed to pressure applicants to make a decision before April 15th, so we shouldn't be pressuring people to make decisions, either. I keep seeing a lot of posts in the results section telling people to hurry up and accept/decline which isn't cool. Of course I'd love to have closure, but I would never pressure another applicant to make a decision. Hopefully it's no one from these threads but just in case, I wanted to reiterate this point. 

I 1000% agree with this. It took me 4 years of undergrad, 3 years of post-bac research coordinator work, almost 2 years of a Master's to understand just how exclusive and elitist (not to mention racist) this system really is. I know faculty are in a tough spot, but the nature of academia and grants makes it nearly impossible to get even close to joining the system. And faculty will tell you the competition only gets harder in academia to get funding and tenure, mostly because there are more and more people getting PhDs, i.e., supply is less than demand. 
I don't know what the solution is to the exclusivity, but it seems like something has to give. And I encourage people who are doctoral students, postdocs, early career psychologists, etc. to push for changes in the system to make it more equitable and accessible to the plethora of brilliant applicants that get left behind, discouraged, and leave the field. 

Anyone here still holding on to a Rutgers PsyD offer that they are still undecided about/may release? Give me some tiny bit of hope  WAITLISTS ARE HELL.

I mean every day feels a bit like 10 years.... Meanwhile, I doubt I will hear from my waitlist until April 15th or so so I am in perpetual limbo and want to just assume rejection to move on and make plans, but holding on to a tiny bit of hope that I can't let go of. So my days include cycling between crying a bit, changing my plan B, obsessively overanalyzing past email correspondences, crying a bit more, trying to explain to non psych people what this actually is like (given up on that one), hiding from most my relatives and friends because I feel too embarrassed that I may have not gotten in anywhere but it's pointless to explain to them how competitive this field is in general, crying a bit more, changing plan B again, contemplating giving up, checking my emails every 30 min, checking grad cafe results every 30 min, crying a bit more. RINSE and REPEAT. PS. I swear I was a "normal" and sane person before this process. 

I mean every day feels a bit like 10 years.... Meanwhile, I doubt I will hear from my waitlist until April 15th or so so I am in perpetual limbo and want to just assume rejection to move on and make plans, but holding on to a tiny bit of hope that I can't let go of. So my days include cycling between crying a bit, changing my plan B, obsessively overanalyzing past email correspondences, crying a bit more, trying to explain to non psych people what this actually is like (given up on that one), hiding from most my relatives and friends because I feel too embarrassed that I may have not gotten in anywhere but it's pointless to explain to them how competitive this field is in general, crying a bit more, changing plan B again, contemplating giving up, checking my emails every 30 min, checking grad cafe results every 30 min, crying a bit more. RINSE and REPEAT. PS. I swear I was a "normal" and sane person before this process. 

I mean every day feels a bit like 10 years.... Meanwhile, I doubt I will hear from my waitlist until April 15th or so so I am in perpetual limbo and want to just assume rejection to move on and make plans, but holding on to a tiny bit of hope that I can't let go of. So my days include cycling between crying a bit, changing my plan B, obsessively overanalyzing past email correspondences, crying a bit more, trying to explain to non psych people what this actually is like (given up on that one), hiding from most my relatives and friends because I feel too embarrassed that I may have not gotten in anywhere but it's pointless to explain to them how competitive this field is in general, crying a bit more, changing plan B again, contemplating giving up, checking my emails every 30 min, checking grad cafe results every 30 min, crying a bit more. RINSE and REPEAT. PS. I swear I was a "normal" and sane person before this process. 

I mean every day feels a bit like 10 years.... Meanwhile, I doubt I will hear from my waitlist until April 15th or so so I am in perpetual limbo and want to just assume rejection to move on and make plans, but holding on to a tiny bit of hope that I can't let go of. So my days include cycling between crying a bit, changing my plan B, obsessively overanalyzing past email correspondences, crying a bit more, trying to explain to non psych people what this actually is like (given up on that one), hiding from most my relatives and friends because I feel too embarrassed that I may have not gotten in anywhere but it's pointless to explain to them how competitive this field is in general, crying a bit more, changing plan B again, contemplating giving up, checking my emails every 30 min, checking grad cafe results every 30 min, crying a bit more. RINSE and REPEAT. PS. I swear I was a "normal" and sane person before this process. 

I mean every day feels a bit like 10 years.... Meanwhile, I doubt I will hear from my waitlist until April 15th or so so I am in perpetual limbo and want to just assume rejection to move on and make plans, but holding on to a tiny bit of hope that I can't let go of. So my days include cycling between crying a bit, changing my plan B, obsessively overanalyzing past email correspondences, crying a bit more, trying to explain to non psych people what this actually is like (given up on that one), hiding from most my relatives and friends because I feel too embarrassed that I may have not gotten in anywhere but it's pointless to explain to them how competitive this field is in general, crying a bit more, changing plan B again, contemplating giving up, checking my emails every 30 min, checking grad cafe results every 30 min, crying a bit more. RINSE and REPEAT. PS. I swear I was a "normal" and sane person before this process. 

I mean every day feels a bit like 10 years.... Meanwhile, I doubt I will hear from my waitlist until April 15th or so so I am in perpetual limbo and want to just assume rejection to move on and make plans, but holding on to a tiny bit of hope that I can't let go of. So my days include cycling between crying a bit, changing my plan B, obsessively overanalyzing past email correspondences, crying a bit more, trying to explain to non psych people what this actually is like (given up on that one), hiding from most my relatives and friends because I feel too embarrassed that I may have not gotten in anywhere but it's pointless to explain to them how competitive this field is in general, crying a bit more, changing plan B again, contemplating giving up, checking my emails every 30 min, checking grad cafe results every 30 min, crying a bit more. RINSE and REPEAT. PS. I swear I was a "normal" and sane person before this process. 

I mean every day feels a bit like 10 years.... Meanwhile, I doubt I will hear from my waitlist until April 15th or so so I am in perpetual limbo and want to just assume rejection to move on and make plans, but holding on to a tiny bit of hope that I can't let go of. So my days include cycling between crying a bit, changing my plan B, obsessively overanalyzing past email correspondences, crying a bit more, trying to explain to non psych people what this actually is like (given up on that one), hiding from most my relatives and friends because I feel too embarrassed that I may have not gotten in anywhere but it's pointless to explain to them how competitive this field is in general, crying a bit more, changing plan B again, contemplating giving up, checking my emails every 30 min, checking grad cafe results every 30 min, crying a bit more. RINSE and REPEAT. PS. I swear I was a "normal" and sane person before this process. 

I mean every day feels a bit like 10 years.... Meanwhile, I doubt I will hear from my waitlist until April 15th or so so I am in perpetual limbo and want to just assume rejection to move on and make plans, but holding on to a tiny bit of hope that I can't let go of. So my days include cycling between crying a bit, changing my plan B, obsessively overanalyzing past email correspondences, crying a bit more, trying to explain to non psych people what this actually is like (given up on that one), hiding from most my relatives and friends because I feel too embarrassed that I may have not gotten in anywhere but it's pointless to explain to them how competitive this field is in general, crying a bit more, changing plan B again, contemplating giving up, checking my emails every 30 min, checking grad cafe results every 30 min, crying a bit more. RINSE and REPEAT. PS. I swear I was a "normal" and sane person before this process. 

I mean every day feels a bit like 10 years.... Meanwhile, I doubt I will hear from my waitlist until April 15th or so so I am in perpetual limbo and want to just assume rejection to move on and make plans, but holding on to a tiny bit of hope that I can't let go of. So my days include cycling between crying a bit, changing my plan B, obsessively overanalyzing past email correspondences, crying a bit more, trying to explain to non psych people what this actually is like (given up on that one), hiding from most my relatives and friends because I feel too embarrassed that I may have not gotten in anywhere but it's pointless to explain to them how competitive this field is in general, crying a bit more, changing plan B again, contemplating giving up, checking my emails every 30 min, checking grad cafe results every 30 min, crying a bit more. RINSE and REPEAT. PS. I swear I was a "normal" and sane person before this process. 

I mean every day feels a bit like 10 years.... Meanwhile, I doubt I will hear from my waitlist until April 15th or so so I am in perpetual limbo and want to just assume rejection to move on and make plans, but holding on to a tiny bit of hope that I can't let go of. So my days include cycling between crying a bit, changing my plan B, obsessively overanalyzing past email correspondences, crying a bit more, trying to explain to non psych people what this actually is like (given up on that one), hiding from most my relatives and friends because I feel too embarrassed that I may have not gotten in anywhere but it's pointless to explain to them how competitive this field is in general, crying a bit more, changing plan B again, contemplating giving up, checking my emails every 30 min, checking grad cafe results every 30 min, crying a bit more. RINSE and REPEAT. PS. I swear I was a "normal" and sane person before this process. 

I mean every day feels a bit like 10 years.... Meanwhile, I doubt I will hear from my waitlist until April 15th or so so I am in perpetual limbo and want to just assume rejection to move on and make plans, but holding on to a tiny bit of hope that I can't let go of. So my days include cycling between crying a bit, changing my plan B, obsessively overanalyzing past email correspondences, crying a bit more, trying to explain to non psych people what this actually is like (given up on that one), hiding from most my relatives and friends because I feel too embarrassed that I may have not gotten in anywhere but it's pointless to explain to them how competitive this field is in general, crying a bit more, changing plan B again, contemplating giving up, checking my emails every 30 min, checking grad cafe results every 30 min, crying a bit more. RINSE and REPEAT. PS. I swear I was a "normal" and sane person before this process. 

I mean every day feels a bit like 10 years.... Meanwhile, I doubt I will hear from my waitlist until April 15th or so so I am in perpetual limbo and want to just assume rejection to move on and make plans, but holding on to a tiny bit of hope that I can't let go of. So my days include cycling between crying a bit, changing my plan B, obsessively overanalyzing past email correspondences, crying a bit more, trying to explain to non psych people what this actually is like (given up on that one), hiding from most my relatives and friends because I feel too embarrassed that I may have not gotten in anywhere but it's pointless to explain to them how competitive this field is in general, crying a bit more, changing plan B again, contemplating giving up, checking my emails every 30 min, checking grad cafe results every 30 min, crying a bit more. RINSE and REPEAT. PS. I swear I was a "normal" and sane person before this process. 

I mean every day feels a bit like 10 years.... Meanwhile, I doubt I will hear from my waitlist until April 15th or so so I am in perpetual limbo and want to just assume rejection to move on and make plans, but holding on to a tiny bit of hope that I can't let go of. So my days include cycling between crying a bit, changing my plan B, obsessively overanalyzing past email correspondences, crying a bit more, trying to explain to non psych people what this actually is like (given up on that one), hiding from most my relatives and friends because I feel too embarrassed that I may have not gotten in anywhere but it's pointless to explain to them how competitive this field is in general, crying a bit more, changing plan B again, contemplating giving up, checking my emails every 30 min, checking grad cafe results every 30 min, crying a bit more. RINSE and REPEAT. PS. I swear I was a "normal" and sane person before this process. 

I mean every day feels a bit like 10 years.... Meanwhile, I doubt I will hear from my waitlist until April 15th or so so I am in perpetual limbo and want to just assume rejection to move on and make plans, but holding on to a tiny bit of hope that I can't let go of. So my days include cycling between crying a bit, changing my plan B, obsessively overanalyzing past email correspondences, crying a bit more, trying to explain to non psych people what this actually is like (given up on that one), hiding from most my relatives and friends because I feel too embarrassed that I may have not gotten in anywhere but it's pointless to explain to them how competitive this field is in general, crying a bit more, changing plan B again, contemplating giving up, checking my emails every 30 min, checking grad cafe results every 30 min, crying a bit more. RINSE and REPEAT. PS. I swear I was a "normal" and sane person before this process. 

Completely understand! It’s so frustrating that people don’t understand how competitive it is to get into a doctorate program in psychology compared to other graduate programs. I think it was just a bad year to apply due to Covid, the waiving of the GRE’s, and the amount of applicants. So grateful for this community where we can relate to one another and vent our grievances. Chin up!

I mean every day feels a bit like 10 years.... Meanwhile, I doubt I will hear from my waitlist until April 15th or so so I am in perpetual limbo and want to just assume rejection to move on and make plans, but holding on to a tiny bit of hope that I can't let go of. So my days include cycling between crying a bit, changing my plan B, obsessively overanalyzing past email correspondences, crying a bit more, trying to explain to non psych people what this actually is like (given up on that one), hiding from most my relatives and friends because I feel too embarrassed that I may have not gotten in anywhere but it's pointless to explain to them how competitive this field is in general, crying a bit more, changing plan B again, contemplating giving up, checking my emails every 30 min, checking grad cafe results every 30 min, crying a bit more. RINSE and REPEAT. PS. I swear I was a "normal" and sane person before this process. 

I agree. I would take it to mean that they make at least 18 initial offers, and then continue to make offers from the waitlist until they reach a class of 18. So sometimes it takes up to 40 offers to fill the class.

I think that refers to 40 total offers for the application season, not 40 initial offers. As in, if you’re high on the waitlist it looks like there’s a decent chance. 

thanks for letting us know! I am on the waitlist and DYING over here ?