This is my third year applying. First year, five rejections with a waitlist that didn't pan out. Second year: crickets. This year, while I'm already drowning in rejections, I have one waitlist and a phase 2 in play that just might turn into something.
I understand why people say it's not over until it's over. At the same time, I understand how draining hope can be: as someone who has had one thing go wrong after the other, sometimes, distance is the only way to go.
I do hope you get in somewhere. If not, for the next cycle, I wish you better luck. In the meantime, if you have writer friends, talk to them and if you can, apply to online workshops (one of the only reasons I was able to apply again is because of a supportive workshop).
At the same time, if you feel the need to take a break from writing, do that. If you want to continue, do that. You only lose your shot at being a writer if you stop, sure, but taking a hiatus never killed anybody.
I hope you get in somewhere.
PS: This is for anyone who is feeling super shitty. The quote feature is bugging out on me.