The Fight Against Isolation.

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Don’t isolate yourself.

Out of all the advice I’ve received over the past week, this has by far been the most helpful. Heeding this advice is not only helping me through the almost grief-like beginning stages of acceptance, but it’s also helping me to foster a greater connection to everyone around me.

When I first found out that I’d failed the bar, my gut reaction was to hide away and not tell anyone. I felt that if I could hide my failure, even for just a little while, I could hang onto whatever shred of dignity I had left. Alone and terrified, I found myself quickly slipping into despair.

Despite feelings of shame and disappointment, however, I eventually found myself needing to reach out for support. The only thing I could do at first was text the simple phrase “I didn’t pass” to those closest to me, but that was enough. I can’t tell you how much of a relief it was to do so. Though I only told a handful of people that first day, those individuals kept me from going to a really dark place. For that I am forever grateful.

Even now, after over a week, I’m still fighting the urge hide away. The thought of avoiding people, conversations, and situations where the topic of bar exam might come up enters my mind quite often. But by fighting the urge to isolate, I’m not only learning more about myself and how I handle difficult situations, but also about empathy and the kindness of others.

I am so thankful for the outpouring of support that I’ve received over the past week. If I had succumbed to the urge to isolate myself and allow negative thoughts to dictate my actions, I would have never gotten such positive support.

Q

Hi. My name is Quinn. I failed the bar exam.

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Shock. Anger. Fear. Sadness. Hopelessness.

It’s hard to describe the barrage of emotions I’ve felt since finding out that I failed the bar exam on Saturday. After two months of bar prep followed by another month of anxiously awaiting the results, news that I’d failed came like a soul-crushing, blunt-force trauma. After putting forth so much time and effort in preparing for the exam, how could I have failed? Almost instantly, I found myself going to a very dark place.

Luckily, a few close friends and family members were there to talk me off the ledge. They let me know that it isn’t the end of the world, and that everything would be ok. Without them, I would be in a much worse headspace than I am now. So, in an effort to express my gratitude to the universe and pay their kindness forward, I decided to start this blog, Safe (Non)Passage.

My ultimate goal in creating this blog is to help others similarly positioned by chronicling my own experiences over the next several months, good and bad, positive and negative. I plan on discussing everything from finding temporary legal work to pay the bills to strategizing success for the exam in February. My hope is that Safe (Non)Passage will help others that have and will receive the unfortunate news that they’ve failed their exams. At the very least, I just want to let people know that they are not alone, and though we have some things to figure out, it’s going to be ok.

Yeah, life handed us a sack of lemons. So what? Let’s try and make us some lemonade.

Q