I went through a decade with no direction. I worked a dozen poverty-wage jobs, dropped out of school twice, sold plasma for food money, and even used a payday lender to cover rent. I was so messed up I couldn't handle issues and ended up with no hot water for months and used the YMCA showers. It's hilarious to look back at how messed up things were. That was the worst time of my life, then I joined the Army. Pursuing medicine changed that for me. I love having a goal of improving my application until I get accepted. I recall staying in some broken down house with my brother and we would literally hear gunshots about once a month. Man, stick with it!