So, it’s been exactly 2 weeks since the last post and it feels like I’ve lived a year. There have been happy times where I feel like it can’t get any better and then there’s days like today where I just cry to myself as I study something I just don’t really have the energy for. Welcome to medical school, right?
Well, we can start with the good because that was the start of the past two weeks. It was my birthday and I felt so loved by the outpouring of well-wishes from family and even the friends who i’ve only just met within the past two months. It was interesting to notice that I felt more love and happiness on this birthday than I did for my past birthdays where I got more presents. I guess it’s really is enough to just feel the love and caring over material things (though those things don’t hurt either, haha).
Moving on to the week following my birthday, I spent an enormous amount of time studying for anatomy. This is my first time ever taking anatomy. I was genuinely interested in it and actually enjoyed studying. That leads me to the past week-ish. I was productive, everything went smooth, and everything seemed like it was as great as it could be. Studying wasn’t even bad. I felt like I was doing what I was meant to be doing. Everytime I get this feeling, it’s just like the best high ever - the high you feel when you’re being super efficient (though I can’t really speak for the other “highs” you feel since I’ve never experienced them). But everything was great. I was working towards a goal.
Then it came to this week, and it all came crashing down. I took my test and got my first failure in medical school. As I was going through the material, I kinda had a feeling I wouldn’t do very well. It just got to be too much material and I just didn’t seem to have the time to study for everything. This has legitimately made me scared for my future. Anatomy is one of the more important classes and I’m not standing afloat yet. It’s debilitating. I keep having to tell myself that I just have to keep on pushing. I just need to work hard and ace the final (which is worth more than this midterm) and I could still make it up. But really, I can’t shake this sadness I feel when I think about it every once in a while.
And to make matters worse, I interviewed for an ambassador position at my school and didn’t get it. I’ve always known I wasn’t the best interviewer but I figured I was ok enough to get through a few medical school interviews coming out on top. But this just made me freak out even more. What about when I need to do residency interviews?! How am I gonna get that great job that I want if another candidate can out-interview me? I know that it’s just practice, practice, practice but it’s just so nerve-wracking and my true personality never comes out in interviews. I just don’t know how to put my best self forward and that has costed me. My other half is so great at them and it’s just even more frustrating that things like this can come so easily to other people. What is it? Is it the lack of socialization from my younger years that makes me unable to communicate well in interviews? How do you just force yourself to change how you are to become better for those 15-30 mins? I just don’t know...
All of this happened within the last day and it’s all just hitting me really hard today. I guess the realization has just really sunk in my head. Or maybe it’s the mix of ingesting an excess amount of caffeine today. Either way, I’m not sure how I’m doing. People are asking and I say I’m fine, but I’m not. I’m having my first bad day of medical school and as of now, I’m not quite sure how and when I’ll get over it.
P.S. I’m really sorry if this was such a depressing post. I’ll try to get happier soon.