I'm in my 1st year of Med school and I'm panicking over Biochemistry so bad that I can't focus on actually studying it.
The funny part is that Anatomy is something I like and it's my forte, many of my classmates are envious that I'm so good at Anatomy, but I couldn't care less : I always had this all-or-nothing mentality, and the fact that I suck at Biochemistry makes me to hate everything and I don't even care that I'm good at Anatomy, because what I'm not good at pisses me of so much that I don't care about the things that I'm good at.
I'm so furious and so undisciplined, because I know I should just put myself to the desk and study, but whenever I try to do it and I realize how bad I am at something, I start to get these strong OCD feelings that time gets by, and I'm stuck at something, and I am wasting my life away, and I'm going to fail the exam, and I'm going to end up dumb, tired and lonely, and I'm going to hate myself for it, and so on and so forth.
I know it's scary, but it's the scenario that keeps playing in my head every single day, around 10x/day.
I feel like I'm getting mentally weaker each day, I feel like crashing, I feel like I'd want to run away and don't even remember my own name, because I knew that Med school brings out the worst of people, but I didn't know that there are so many bad things to bring out of me . . . now that is shameful.
The funny part is that Anatomy is something I like and it's my forte, many of my classmates are envious that I'm so good at Anatomy, but I couldn't care less : I always had this all-or-nothing mentality, and the fact that I suck at Biochemistry makes me to hate everything and I don't even care that I'm good at Anatomy, because what I'm not good at pisses me of so much that I don't care about the things that I'm good at.
I'm so furious and so undisciplined, because I know I should just put myself to the desk and study, but whenever I try to do it and I realize how bad I am at something, I start to get these strong OCD feelings that time gets by, and I'm stuck at something, and I am wasting my life away, and I'm going to fail the exam, and I'm going to end up dumb, tired and lonely, and I'm going to hate myself for it, and so on and so forth.
I know it's scary, but it's the scenario that keeps playing in my head every single day, around 10x/day.
I feel like I'm getting mentally weaker each day, I feel like crashing, I feel like I'd want to run away and don't even remember my own name, because I knew that Med school brings out the worst of people, but I didn't know that there are so many bad things to bring out of me . . . now that is shameful.