So, itās been exactly 2 weeks since the last post and it feels like Iāve lived a year. There have been happy times where I feel like it canāt get any better and then thereās days like today where I just cry to myself as I study something I just donāt 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 iāve 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 itās really is enough to just feel the love and caring over material things (though those things donāt hurt either, haha).Ā
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.Ā Studying wasnāt even bad. I felt like I was doing what I was meant to be doing. Everytime I get this feeling, itās just like the best high ever - the high you feel when youāre being super efficient (though I canāt really speak for the other āhighsā you feel since Iāve 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 wouldnāt do very well. It just got to be too much material and I just didnāt 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 Iām not standing afloat yet. Itās 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 canāt shake this sadness I feel when I think about it every once in a while.Ā
And to make matters worse, I interviewed for an ambassador position at my school and didnāt get it. Iāve always known I wasnāt 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 itās just practice, practice, practice but itās just so nerve-wracking and my true personality never comes out in interviews. I just donāt know how to put my best self forward and that has costed me. My other half is so great at them and itās 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 donāt know...
All of this happened within the last day and itās all just hitting me really hard today. I guess the realization has just really sunk in my head. Or maybe itās the mix of ingesting an excess amount of caffeine today. Either way, Iām not sure how Iām doing. People are asking and I say Iām fine, but Iām not. Iām having my first bad day of medical school and as of now, Iām not quite sure how and when Iāll get over it.
P.S. Iām really sorry if this was such a depressing post. Iāll try to get happier soon.