In only the slightest of creepy ways, I think I've figured out who you are in our class. Hi there!
Dude. Okay. So. What worked for me last night (inches from crying when I realized ignoring dev bio's existence would not magick it away) was going to back to old c/o how you doin' threads (especially Class of 2015), reading the first few pages in which they all have our same fears and desperation and crippling impostor syndrome, and realizing that pretty much
all of those people are veterinarians today. And that'll be you in 4 years. We're gonna be okay.
I think.
Also our lab group just finished the forearm today. Oy vey.