Some pretty good advice.
My boyfriend broke up with me after almost 3 years. It was blindsided and there was no indications of unhappiness up until the very end.
Needless to say, I am devastated, broken and numb. However, I am a first year medical student and I’m just not sure how I’m supposed to get on with my life and finish the semester. I can’t I’m worried about my grades being absolute trash and messing with my chances of a good residency.
my family is 15 hours away and right now I just want to go back home. But I’ve worked so hard to get into medical school.
Does anyone have any advice?
Note: you can always find very bad advice on the internet.
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Thanks Mr.Smile and Goro, I think this was helpful.
I still didn't see the signs of it coming, and I'm still trying to rationalize it (especially given that her rationale was that she was going through a tough time and dealing with emotional baggage, and that she felt that she was holding me back), but I think I'm starting on the path towards healing my heart some.
It didn't ultimately work out with her but the more I look at it, just in the same way that I look at going to a MD school that wasn't near the top of my list initially, I think its something like a blessing in disguise or perhaps a sign from some higher power. Of all the times it could've happened, it could've happened later on during rotations, in dedicated, right before the match, etc. in ways that would be significantly more devastating. In a weird way, breaking up over our spring break was maybe the best thing to happen — especially given that she was my first real relationship. At least now I have the rest of the weekend to process things and hopefully go to classes on Monday with a clear mind focused on finishing out the rest of the year. I took a lot of last night and today to do the ugly crying and talking and eating comfort food and watching good TV. I think I'll give myself out the rest of the weekend to relax and do fun things and get to the gym, and then recenter myself for the stretch run starting Monday.
And to everyone else in the thread with respect to dating, thanks. I had come up with some irrational thoughts last night about wondering "if I was behind" or if there was a "special someone out there for me" and after a lot of conversations today — mostly over the phone, some in person — I think I've realized just how not rational those thoughts were. Part of why I think I had the underlying fear I had was because I felt I didn't have a community outside of med school, at least locally, to both lean on and to potentially find someone, and after some reflecting and brainstorming I think I've found some options in my area to engage with that would be good hobbies and where I might be able to develop community and meet people I might be interested in. And I'm not ruling out the possibility of dating within med school, it's just not my personal preference atm given the particular mix of people. But who knows, that could change.
Once again, thanks everyone.