First of all, I'd like to apologize for the long read, but I appreciate you very much if you read through it all. My situation is a little unique, among re-applicants, but I am very lost, not sure where to proceed, and desperately need help.
Essentially, I have lost almost 2 years of my life after graduation to untreated depression that I (stupidly) thought I could handle. This all culminated in me turning in a super late 2016 AMCAS, falling apart completely after some life events exacerbated the depression and shame, and FAILING to turn in the secondaries the schools sent me back- I was just too miserable and apathetic, and knew I was the opposite of prepared on a personal level for medical school. That's right- I now have the distinction of being considered a re-applicant who has never turned in a single secondary, never even gave myself a chance, because of my colossal stupidity, mistakes, and mental health issues.
First, some basic stats and info about me:
3.85 GPA, 3.95 sGPA from a top 15 liberal arts institution, Biochem major
521 MCAT (1st attempt)
Extracurriculars are OK. No research experience but extensive (1500+ hours) volunteer service with leadership positions in multiple service roles. Good LORs. About 100 hours shadowing, along with volunteer work in Hospice, a free clinic, and am currently employed in a doctor's office.
(NOTE: Please just skip to the bottom for the questions if you don't feel like reading sloppy life stories)
I am aware those are quite competitive stats, but it turns out life is so much more than just being good at tests. I found out the hard way, after graduation in 2014, that I was catastrophically bad at all the other skills and characteristics that define functional adults. I hadn't realized how much of a bubble school was for me, surrounded with friends that could provide the support and validation I depended on, comfortable deadlines that kept procrastination in check, no financial worries, and opportunities that sort of just threw themselves at me.
To keep most of the sloppy details out, after graduation, I moved to a new city for a gap year, and then sort of fell apart without the friends and comfortable support structures I was used to. I ended up moving back home out of necessity- I found a decent part-time job in a medical office, but still lived in an environment of shame that made the self-hatred worse. (parents are quite concerned with status, so I was a quiet embarrassment to them in the midst of their friends) For several months in 2015, I was able to throw myself into MCAT prep- I loved it, since it was the first thing in a while that I felt I had control over, that could move life forward in a positive direction, and this led to a 521 score.
This score absolutely convinced my parents that I must apply for the 2016 AMCAS, since it seemed ridiculous to them that I could even consider more time off. I understand their viewpoint, as my life had completely stagnated at this point. When I wasn't at work, I confined myself to my room, apathetic to all the things that had once brought me pleasure like music, books, or even video games with friends. However, it turns out that launching into a stressful application is the last thing I needed. It was around this time also that my girlfriend of 3 years decided to end our relationship- due to the hardship of long distance and the ever increasing distance that depression put between us. For the first time, I realized I was truly alone and had failed everyone.
I was able to struggle through the AMCAS primary application, and get it verified. But around the time secondaries came back, it all just fell apart. I couldn't muster enough care and discipline to pursue what had been my most important dream. The deadlines for the secondaries came and went, and of course, I never turned them in. At some point, I had a meltdown, and I think we all realized at this point I needed to seek professional help.
Now it is 2016. I am glad to report that life is much much better. With the support of my parents (who are 100% on my side now), and mental health professionals, I have rediscovered a lot of the life I thought I had lost. I have also learned so many important, intangible things in this process, that will be invaluable to me forever. I found new friends, volunteer, pursue hobbies, and understand the importance of mindfulness, appreciation, and perspective. Now I feel prepared, on a personal level, to handle the long road of medical school: however, I am worried that I effectively ended that dream of medical school when I submitted the 2016 AMCAS.
However, I will give it the best shot I can. I want to move forward, and refuse to let these mistakes define me.
But I need some help. My main questions are:
1) I submitted the AMCAS, received secondaries, and didn't send them back. HUGE RED FLAG, I assume. I never followed up on the obvious rejections, in part due to fear, and because I just couldn't tell a decent version of the truth. Should I even re-apply to the same schools, or seek out entirely new ones? (When I asked my pre-med advisor, she said to just withdraw from the 2016 cycle and leave it alone, but there was no option to withdraw through AMCAS)
Even if this issue doesn't get the application tossed in the trash, I know I will be asked in interviews if I get that far. How do I answer? I also have a period of about a year and a half after graduation where I did absolutely nothing besides work part time (30 hours/week) in a medical office. How do I explain this? Where do I even start? I believe that medical admissions REALLY don't want to hear about depression, for obvious reasons.
2) Should I also apply for DO schools? My pre-med advisor doesn't think I should, as she believes that even as a re-applicant my stats are competitive enough to not have issues. However, I don't think she realizes the full details of my colossal screw up.
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Thank you so much for taking the time to read this. I appreciate any advice, or encouragement. In the end, we will all make it, but I hope I don't have to find another dream.
TL;DR
Sad lad OP graduated in 2014, then couldn't handle the transition to real life, and didn't know how to adult. This spiraled into failure and depression which worsened when back at home. OP applied late to 2016 AMCAS in a moment of extreme stupidity, but the pressure of applications + breakup exacerbated depression and led to meltdown and complete failure to submit secondaries within their deadlines. However, this also led OP to the realization that he needed help.
OP is now in a much better place, but is also in the awkward situation where all state schools are aware he turned in an AMCAS and then didn't turn in their respective secondaries. Even though OP has very competitive stats, ALL the red flags go up in ALL the admissions offices. Is OP screwed? And if not, what do to minimize the damage and not let an episode of depression end dreams?
Essentially, I have lost almost 2 years of my life after graduation to untreated depression that I (stupidly) thought I could handle. This all culminated in me turning in a super late 2016 AMCAS, falling apart completely after some life events exacerbated the depression and shame, and FAILING to turn in the secondaries the schools sent me back- I was just too miserable and apathetic, and knew I was the opposite of prepared on a personal level for medical school. That's right- I now have the distinction of being considered a re-applicant who has never turned in a single secondary, never even gave myself a chance, because of my colossal stupidity, mistakes, and mental health issues.
First, some basic stats and info about me:
3.85 GPA, 3.95 sGPA from a top 15 liberal arts institution, Biochem major
521 MCAT (1st attempt)
Extracurriculars are OK. No research experience but extensive (1500+ hours) volunteer service with leadership positions in multiple service roles. Good LORs. About 100 hours shadowing, along with volunteer work in Hospice, a free clinic, and am currently employed in a doctor's office.
(NOTE: Please just skip to the bottom for the questions if you don't feel like reading sloppy life stories)
I am aware those are quite competitive stats, but it turns out life is so much more than just being good at tests. I found out the hard way, after graduation in 2014, that I was catastrophically bad at all the other skills and characteristics that define functional adults. I hadn't realized how much of a bubble school was for me, surrounded with friends that could provide the support and validation I depended on, comfortable deadlines that kept procrastination in check, no financial worries, and opportunities that sort of just threw themselves at me.
To keep most of the sloppy details out, after graduation, I moved to a new city for a gap year, and then sort of fell apart without the friends and comfortable support structures I was used to. I ended up moving back home out of necessity- I found a decent part-time job in a medical office, but still lived in an environment of shame that made the self-hatred worse. (parents are quite concerned with status, so I was a quiet embarrassment to them in the midst of their friends) For several months in 2015, I was able to throw myself into MCAT prep- I loved it, since it was the first thing in a while that I felt I had control over, that could move life forward in a positive direction, and this led to a 521 score.
This score absolutely convinced my parents that I must apply for the 2016 AMCAS, since it seemed ridiculous to them that I could even consider more time off. I understand their viewpoint, as my life had completely stagnated at this point. When I wasn't at work, I confined myself to my room, apathetic to all the things that had once brought me pleasure like music, books, or even video games with friends. However, it turns out that launching into a stressful application is the last thing I needed. It was around this time also that my girlfriend of 3 years decided to end our relationship- due to the hardship of long distance and the ever increasing distance that depression put between us. For the first time, I realized I was truly alone and had failed everyone.
I was able to struggle through the AMCAS primary application, and get it verified. But around the time secondaries came back, it all just fell apart. I couldn't muster enough care and discipline to pursue what had been my most important dream. The deadlines for the secondaries came and went, and of course, I never turned them in. At some point, I had a meltdown, and I think we all realized at this point I needed to seek professional help.
Now it is 2016. I am glad to report that life is much much better. With the support of my parents (who are 100% on my side now), and mental health professionals, I have rediscovered a lot of the life I thought I had lost. I have also learned so many important, intangible things in this process, that will be invaluable to me forever. I found new friends, volunteer, pursue hobbies, and understand the importance of mindfulness, appreciation, and perspective. Now I feel prepared, on a personal level, to handle the long road of medical school: however, I am worried that I effectively ended that dream of medical school when I submitted the 2016 AMCAS.
However, I will give it the best shot I can. I want to move forward, and refuse to let these mistakes define me.
But I need some help. My main questions are:
1) I submitted the AMCAS, received secondaries, and didn't send them back. HUGE RED FLAG, I assume. I never followed up on the obvious rejections, in part due to fear, and because I just couldn't tell a decent version of the truth. Should I even re-apply to the same schools, or seek out entirely new ones? (When I asked my pre-med advisor, she said to just withdraw from the 2016 cycle and leave it alone, but there was no option to withdraw through AMCAS)
Even if this issue doesn't get the application tossed in the trash, I know I will be asked in interviews if I get that far. How do I answer? I also have a period of about a year and a half after graduation where I did absolutely nothing besides work part time (30 hours/week) in a medical office. How do I explain this? Where do I even start? I believe that medical admissions REALLY don't want to hear about depression, for obvious reasons.
2) Should I also apply for DO schools? My pre-med advisor doesn't think I should, as she believes that even as a re-applicant my stats are competitive enough to not have issues. However, I don't think she realizes the full details of my colossal screw up.
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Thank you so much for taking the time to read this. I appreciate any advice, or encouragement. In the end, we will all make it, but I hope I don't have to find another dream.
TL;DR
Sad lad OP graduated in 2014, then couldn't handle the transition to real life, and didn't know how to adult. This spiraled into failure and depression which worsened when back at home. OP applied late to 2016 AMCAS in a moment of extreme stupidity, but the pressure of applications + breakup exacerbated depression and led to meltdown and complete failure to submit secondaries within their deadlines. However, this also led OP to the realization that he needed help.
OP is now in a much better place, but is also in the awkward situation where all state schools are aware he turned in an AMCAS and then didn't turn in their respective secondaries. Even though OP has very competitive stats, ALL the red flags go up in ALL the admissions offices. Is OP screwed? And if not, what do to minimize the damage and not let an episode of depression end dreams?
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