A year of self-discovery and uncertainty.
Who I was as a person intrinsically changed, shifting my perspective in a way that was both exciting and terrifying. I’ll admit that the terror and anxiety outweighed the excitement a significant portion of the time, and unfortunately a lot of my decisions on whether to engage or not engage with the people in my life, both old and new, were based off of that fear.
Along with those changes came the overwhelming feelings that inevitably go hand in hand with starting the daunting path of pursuing medicine, meeting new people, and being in unexplored places.
Most people probably don’t know that I questioned my decision of becoming a doctor nearly every day that year.
If beginning the journey of medical school was a white line, I stood with my feet firmly planted on both sides – one in my old life and the roots that had taken hold, and the other in a staggeringly overwhelming new life, resistant and hesitant of everything it entailed.