“So why do you want to become a doctor?”
I started this journey in medical school with the hope of giving back to the community that made me into something that I am right now. Thinking about it, I also want to become successful where everyone gives you respect because of your title. Dare to dream but if you really ask me why I want to become a doctor?
I just want to be accepted by my parents.
Lets face the truth, if you’ll ask me “why bother attending medical school?” to be really honest I was actually guilted to enter. Everyone tends to expect something from a girl who doesn’t voice out what she wants in life. I mean let’s be real, if you’ll ask me what I want in life I really dont know what to tell you that’s why I agreed into pursuing the medical track.
I consider myself as a misfit being a creative individual confined in a world where test scores, mid sem and final grades are the basis of happiness. The more that I get into the zone, the more that I become more and more toxic. This is a reality. No. This is MY reality. I know you’ll shoot me with the “grades don’t define you” true but it defines your perseverance and hard work towards getting that MD degree.
I’m creating this mini-rant/blog because I failed my physiology exam. Yes I failed and not the kind of ~this-close-to-passing~ fail, my score was way far from the passing mark. I didn’t told anyone about this not even my dad nor my boyfriend because I didn’t want them to worry about how frustrated and burned out I am with my life in med school. It’s just, I just can’t accept the fact that I’ve failed.
There are numerous of moments where you’ll crash and burn. It comes to a point where you’ll get to sacrifice mental health all in the name of passing but remember this,
No matter how dark it could get we will always be drawn in that little speck of light because in it, we always find hope.
That’s it for your monthly non-mandatory rant/blog from ya girl, Have a great day everyone.