Feeling a little bit under the weather. I'm excited to finally be doing this, but I feel like I have little to no support outside of my family (which I know isn't true, but it doesn't change the fact that this is the way I feel right now). The more time I spend writing personal statements, studying for MCATs, preparing for secondaries, looking up information about schools, in short, doing everything I need to do in order to actually make it through this process successfully, the more I feel that some of the people around me are getting increasingly frustrated with me.
Look, let's be real here. I want to hang out too. I'm basically under a self-imposed house arrest, studying and reviewing four years worth of science course material and avoiding online forums as best as I can since they only serve to freak me out and I don't need any added anxiety. I think it goes without saying which one I'd rather be doing. But doesn't it speak to just how important this is to me, that I'd choose to ignore my wants and focus on my needs and try to get this done? I mean hell, I've committed to at least four more years of really intense schoolwork, a minimum of three years of residency aka working long, terrible hours and foregoing sleep (and anyone who knows me should know just how much I adore sleeping), not actually having a career until I'm about 30, watching people get sick and unfortunately sometimes die, and oh yeah, being approximately a quarter million in debt.
I really want this.
It's an idea I've been playing with since I was probably seven or eight, one that eventually transformed into a very magnetic potential career path when I was about sixteen and that I committed to at some point over the past five years. And all I ask is that people try to understand that and be supportive as I embark on what is an extremely demanding application process that inevitably leads to an even more demanding four years of study. Isn't that what friends do?
I'm ecstatic that I submitted my primary and all, but it would feel ever so much nicer if I had people to share that happiness with.
Look, let's be real here. I want to hang out too. I'm basically under a self-imposed house arrest, studying and reviewing four years worth of science course material and avoiding online forums as best as I can since they only serve to freak me out and I don't need any added anxiety. I think it goes without saying which one I'd rather be doing. But doesn't it speak to just how important this is to me, that I'd choose to ignore my wants and focus on my needs and try to get this done? I mean hell, I've committed to at least four more years of really intense schoolwork, a minimum of three years of residency aka working long, terrible hours and foregoing sleep (and anyone who knows me should know just how much I adore sleeping), not actually having a career until I'm about 30, watching people get sick and unfortunately sometimes die, and oh yeah, being approximately a quarter million in debt.
I really want this.
It's an idea I've been playing with since I was probably seven or eight, one that eventually transformed into a very magnetic potential career path when I was about sixteen and that I committed to at some point over the past five years. And all I ask is that people try to understand that and be supportive as I embark on what is an extremely demanding application process that inevitably leads to an even more demanding four years of study. Isn't that what friends do?
I'm ecstatic that I submitted my primary and all, but it would feel ever so much nicer if I had people to share that happiness with.
