Graduation blues

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I've always wanted to become a doctor ever since I was 10 yrs old. I even took a year off between college and med school to work in another field to make sure that I wanted to go to med school. I have now matched into my 2nd choice and now I feel well, kind of sad. I expected to feel excited and a sense of accomplishment at this time but I don't. Realization of my goal is well kind of disappointing. Anyone else feel this way?
 
Absolutely NOT. I matched at my second choice too but so what. I have a job, I'm still going to get great training around people I liked enough to rank 2nd. Plus, I'm a firm believer that you end up where you are meant to.
 
Goals always seem less amazing when they've been achieved. But hey, think of all the people in the world who would kill to be in your shoes! 🙂
 
I am NOT disappointed in my match. By the way.
 
I feel a different kind of blues. I am very happy with my achievements thus far. However, what the future holds for me causes me to feel a bit of trepidation. What I have done until now no longer matters. Residency/postdoc starts with a clean slate and the blues that I feel has to do with the pressure to remain at the top of my game.
 
The only thing I'm sad about is that the sit-on-my-ass period (i.e. M4 post interviews) has to end....but before it does I'll cruise the Panama Canal for two weeks....
 
The thing I'm sad about is the fact that I'm officially going to be an adult. I've been in school my whole life and love the lack of real responsibility that entails. All I had to do for the past 8 or 12 years of schooling was go to class, study when I had to, and just have a good time otherwise. Now, I'm going to start working (with no summer breaks) for almost 2 of my current lifetimes. Real responsibility. If I screw up I could lose my job, my license, my ass or someone could die. That sucks. Oh well, can't say I haven't enjoyed my youth while it lasted. Good thing I have good friends and a several bottles of Jack to help me go out with a bang.
 
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