I’ll be starting my internship soon, and I am terrified.
I’m not exactly book smart or even skill smart. I’m quite a mixture of both if I may say so myself, but despite countless reassurance and advice from friends, family and even my instructors, I can’t seem to shake this fear.
I’m afraid of change. There I said it.
I don’t know why exactly. I’m scared of going through doors to get to something unknown to me. I guess I’m just a sucker to sticking to my routines even if I always complain of them being boring.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m excited that I’ll get to be immersed into the field that I’ve been learning about these past three and a half years, but the fear just takes the spotlight now that we’ll start going to duty in a week’s time. This ambivalence is driving me crazy because I know that I should be happy about it. Not a lot of my classmates passed and I’m one of the select few who got into the internship program.
I guess we’ll just see how it goes?














