Sigh, and here comes the meteor of a realization that after ending 3rd year in a crap university, with a crap GPA (2.45), with people that are equally as much in **** as you.
I thought I could become the quintessential "doctor" based on misguided and childish concepts of "passion" "dreams" "love...." of this profession.
I have finally come to the conclusion that there are 100 other kids out there who have the same amount of supposed "passion" as me and have a 4.0, 40, and very outstanding ECs (in comparison to my two).
Problem: Medicine is the only field i have ever envsioned for myself, it is not a matter of money or prestige or even familial pressures. No, its simply a field that sticks out for me, its my cake and I'm the fat kid.
Rationale: I cant express it in words, even if I could, I doubt anyone would understand. Its just something that attracts me with such force that any other careers or thoughts of different careers seems repulsive.
Solution should be obvious? of course it is, my grades are bad, so therefore I must study and not waste my time doing other things, my ECs are low, so tehrefore i must get involved.
Problem? zero willpower, i cant study, tried medication, tried "forced" study. Doesnt work, i ponder into thoughless mindscapes even if the laptop isnt around. Rainbows and unicorns take over when a textbook is open, and there i go into fantasy land.
Attempt at Solution: Already stated, but nothing seems to work.
Realization: I fking want to improve and not be a procrastinating bum anymore but I am at my wits end, cant seem to figure out how to get back on track and become focused again.
BIG QUESTION: DO I HAVE A GENUINE INTEREST IN THIS FIELD, IN HELPING POEPLE?
ANSWER; I dont tink any one can truthfully answer this question, especially as undergrads, our answers would be highly subjective, and somewhat perceptual and therefore not reliable in any means. What is truly a measure of interest? can we quantify passion? can we put a value on devotion? I dont believe so, but i do know Im not chasing this hollow dream for the sake of money, or prestige, or that ever reclusive feeling of being called "doctor" no for me its something else entirely an eerie sort of feeling that I cant yet comprehend and therefore cant describe, but its there, nagging at me constantly to do something when Im wasting my time, or reminding me how important Organic Chemistry is as a pre-req.
Anyways, contemplating suicide, more of a attention grabber to draw in an audience in regards to being a subtle threat of some kind. Truthfully i have contemplated it, since my life was so pathetic. dont get me wrong my life is still pathetic and I still think about it time to time, but i understand I will be taking the cowards way out and only hurting my family in the end.
I thought I could become the quintessential "doctor" based on misguided and childish concepts of "passion" "dreams" "love...." of this profession.
I have finally come to the conclusion that there are 100 other kids out there who have the same amount of supposed "passion" as me and have a 4.0, 40, and very outstanding ECs (in comparison to my two).
Problem: Medicine is the only field i have ever envsioned for myself, it is not a matter of money or prestige or even familial pressures. No, its simply a field that sticks out for me, its my cake and I'm the fat kid.
Rationale: I cant express it in words, even if I could, I doubt anyone would understand. Its just something that attracts me with such force that any other careers or thoughts of different careers seems repulsive.
Solution should be obvious? of course it is, my grades are bad, so therefore I must study and not waste my time doing other things, my ECs are low, so tehrefore i must get involved.
Problem? zero willpower, i cant study, tried medication, tried "forced" study. Doesnt work, i ponder into thoughless mindscapes even if the laptop isnt around. Rainbows and unicorns take over when a textbook is open, and there i go into fantasy land.
Attempt at Solution: Already stated, but nothing seems to work.
Realization: I fking want to improve and not be a procrastinating bum anymore but I am at my wits end, cant seem to figure out how to get back on track and become focused again.
BIG QUESTION: DO I HAVE A GENUINE INTEREST IN THIS FIELD, IN HELPING POEPLE?
ANSWER; I dont tink any one can truthfully answer this question, especially as undergrads, our answers would be highly subjective, and somewhat perceptual and therefore not reliable in any means. What is truly a measure of interest? can we quantify passion? can we put a value on devotion? I dont believe so, but i do know Im not chasing this hollow dream for the sake of money, or prestige, or that ever reclusive feeling of being called "doctor" no for me its something else entirely an eerie sort of feeling that I cant yet comprehend and therefore cant describe, but its there, nagging at me constantly to do something when Im wasting my time, or reminding me how important Organic Chemistry is as a pre-req.
Anyways, contemplating suicide, more of a attention grabber to draw in an audience in regards to being a subtle threat of some kind. Truthfully i have contemplated it, since my life was so pathetic. dont get me wrong my life is still pathetic and I still think about it time to time, but i understand I will be taking the cowards way out and only hurting my family in the end.