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I am only a sophomore, but I think I am getting burned out.
Through the terrifying idea of rejection my neuroticism has propelled me to achieve things I never thought possible.
Ironically, I thought I was this smart kid studying all day everyday smoking tests. I convinced myself that everyone around me were lazy primitives indulging in their sex and alcohol (probably why people don't call me to hang out).
But after having a near panic attack from going out on my twenty first and not studying I'm starting to realize that this career is largely about sacrifice. Am I wrong? Also, after having been in the hospital for so long I lost my liking for the place. Where I used to see Doctors as super heroes I now see erectile dysfunctional old guys sleeping in their cars and moping like zombies; I started seeing all the fat nurses instead of just the pretty ones. Reality is starting to set in the more I assimilate myself into the hospital subculture the more I see it as, well, just a job. Sigh.
I feel alone, I need consolation like a baby. Someone here plz coddle me and tell me this is a phase. Is this a sign that I might want to consider something else? I love my life, outside of studying. I miss it so damn much. I also miss glorious sleep.
#firstworld problems
#ishouldhavebeenstudyinginsteadofwritingthis
Through the terrifying idea of rejection my neuroticism has propelled me to achieve things I never thought possible.
Ironically, I thought I was this smart kid studying all day everyday smoking tests. I convinced myself that everyone around me were lazy primitives indulging in their sex and alcohol (probably why people don't call me to hang out).
But after having a near panic attack from going out on my twenty first and not studying I'm starting to realize that this career is largely about sacrifice. Am I wrong? Also, after having been in the hospital for so long I lost my liking for the place. Where I used to see Doctors as super heroes I now see erectile dysfunctional old guys sleeping in their cars and moping like zombies; I started seeing all the fat nurses instead of just the pretty ones. Reality is starting to set in the more I assimilate myself into the hospital subculture the more I see it as, well, just a job. Sigh.
I feel alone, I need consolation like a baby. Someone here plz coddle me and tell me this is a phase. Is this a sign that I might want to consider something else? I love my life, outside of studying. I miss it so damn much. I also miss glorious sleep.
#firstworld problems
#ishouldhavebeenstudyinginsteadofwritingthis