Hope you're all having a wonderful Thanksgiving. While many of you are celebrating with your family and enjoying the holiday spirit, I'm here to share something a little different - my failure.
I failed. There's no sugarcoating it. After 4 months of preparation, sleepless nights, countless sacrifices, I walked into the GMAT testing room full of hope and determination, only to walk out with a crushing 375.
375. A score I never thought I'd see, not after putting my heart and soul into this process. I used the GMAT official prep,
TTP, GMAT Club religiously. I studied 2-4 hours
every single day. I sacrificed my time with my family and friends, telling myself it would all be worth it in the end. I've taken practice tests, analysed mistakes, and worked on my weaknesses. At one point, I even scored 725 on a practice test, and even at my worst of the worst I scored 425. I thought I was on the right track. But on a test day, everything fell apart.
Was it stress? Was it timing? Was it me overthinking? Honestly, I don't know. I don't understand how or why this happened, and right now, it's a storm of emotions - anger, confusion, frustration, disappointment, and yes, heartbreak.
So here's the truth: this score doesn't sit right with me.
The GMAT is a tough exam. Everyone who's taken it knows that. But what's tougher is picking yourself up when it knocks you down. I'm still processing this blow, but one thing I know for sure: I am not giving up on my dreams, and sure will not settle for less.
I'm writing this not just to vent, but to remind anyone out there feeling like a failure, that you are not alone. Failing sucks. It hurts in ways I can't even describe. But it's also a part of the journey. It doesn't matter how many times we fall; it matters how many times we get back up.
Right now, I don't know what my next step is. Retake? Rethink my approach? Pivot to something else? I'll figure it out.
To everyone else who's struggling or doubting themselves after a low GMAT score, remember: you are more than a number.