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Hello everyone, Any insight that might help me think clearly is highly appreciated. I am sorry this will a little long but I just want to get things off my chest.
I am confused, depressed, anxious and lost. I have always been a premed. I excelled in highschool and the first 3 years of college. I was a 4.0 as a junior in college in 2014. I took my mcat back then without the right preparation and I scored horribly. I was discouraged and I was never the same student after that. At the same time I was a shy and insecure guy, I was told that I was good looking but I had no experience with girls and I was easily intimidated by people. fast forward to 2015, I started partying and getting drunk, dropped all my science classes, received a bunch of Bs and a C in the following semester and never attempted to study for the mcat. in 2016 I managed to complete my coursework and graduated with 3.7, I never studied for the mcat, barely studied and wasted months simping over a girl and overthinking. I did not attempt to change majors because I thought that I will get back on track eventually. I graduated, got a job but turned it down so I can move the city and live with friends and eventually study for the mcat instead of working. I moved, wasted time, spent long hours in depression and overthinking, partied a little and at that point I wasn't a shy boy anymore, I was more outgoing and better looking.
I eventually left the US for 9 moths and lived with my parents in my home country because I thought that I will study. I spent months and hours upon hours in coffee shops " studying", but in fact I was thinking, meeting new people and doing everything except for studying. In the end I was depressed and decided that it was time to go back to my undergrad school city. This time I got a part time job as tutor, working 20 hours/week with the hope that I will use the extra time to study for the mcat. I worked on uber for 3 months but I stopped because I did not want to damage the car. Guess what happened, yes, I wasted the last 3 years (end of 2017,2018, 2019, 2020) wasting time at coffee shops, sitting there, getting bursts of motivation for a month, studying hard, then stopping for 2 months, then starting over. if I add up everything I studied, I can say that I finished everything, but I do not recall anything because it was spread out and more importantly I did not have a dedicated time where I sat down for 3 months and did tons of practice.
I feel like a loser yet I know that I would love to be a doctor. I lost all the motivation. I feel left out. my friends are all MDs now, I did better than all my friends in college, I accumulated more than 1000 hours of volunteer work and extracurriculars, research, etc.. BUT i quit, I was weak, I am a 27 years old loser. I regret not finding something else to do, I have the intellectual ability, I excelled in a very competitive program, but I lacked the drive, the discipline and the work ethic. Moreover, I want to be a physician, I think it is a noble career, i love applying sciences, interacting with patients and giving back even on a small scale. I am typing right now as I am "studying". I know, doing the same thing expecting different results. I keep giving myself chances and opportunities than things will get better and I will finish eventually, but here I am, 6 years after my first mcat and I am still the same guy, with extra debt, no career, just a dream that remained a dream.
I want to make money as well, I feel like at 27 I should have at least had a good career going on if im not in medicine. I am 27 and if everything goes well now I will start medicine at 29 and be done at 33 then 36-37 for residency. This is the best case scenario. I am afraid of failure, I am afraid that I will not take the mcat in the first place. I feel old and behind. I have no savings, I ruined my relationships and I am still doing that part time job. I just could not think of anyone who's more of a loser than myself. I have friends are 22 and making 90k and 100k, friends my age are either in residency or making 6 figures and have families. I have nothing. I keep thinking about the past, and worrying about the future.
I got accepted to a masters program in business analytics, I have friends who got good jobs and it is something that I see myself doing. It is intellectually stimulating. But every time I think about it, the fear kicks in, I am too old to even start, I will not get a good job, I do not have connections to get a good job, what if I regret my decision at 35 by me saying that I could have been a doctor, I would love to be a doctor, etc.. I applied as a plan B yet I am scared. I have wanted to be a doctor ever since highschool, I am sad that I did not even try to retake the test, but when I think about it I get scared that I will fail and even if I get in I will regret not getting a corporate job instead of ruining my mental state with years of torture. I was very confident in my capabilities in the first 3 years of college, I have zero confidence in myself now.
I am studying for the mcat seriously now, the test is in january, the problem is that I keep stopping because I keep getting the above thoughts. I didn't even talk about my relationships and how much I overthink it and how I pushed away a great girl because I was insecure and I was waiting until I finish my test. I never finished.
I apologize for the rant guys, any advice or insight is truly appreciated. I just could not think straight and perhaps I am being a drama queen. I apologize for the grammatical errors and typos.
thank you, I will consider itConsider getting professional mental health
That's a lot of baggage and what concerns me is how a single poor performance on the MCAT didn't merely derail your career, but actually came close to destroying you. It definitely triggered a lot of self-sabotaging behavior which continues to this day, as evidenced by your inability to fully prepare for the MCAT.Hello everyone, Any insight that might help me think clearly is highly appreciated. I am sorry this will a little long but I just want to get things off my chest.
I am confused, depressed, anxious and lost. I have always been a premed. I excelled in highschool and the first 3 years of college. I was a 4.0 as a junior in college in 2014. I took my mcat back then without the right preparation and I scored horribly. I was discouraged and I was never the same student after that. At the same time I was a shy and insecure guy, I was told that I was good looking but I had no experience with girls and I was easily intimidated by people. fast forward to 2015, I started partying and getting drunk, dropped all my science classes, received a bunch of Bs and a C in the following semester and never attempted to study for the mcat. in 2016 I managed to complete my coursework and graduated with 3.7, I never studied for the mcat, barely studied and wasted months simping over a girl and overthinking. I did not attempt to change majors because I thought that I will get back on track eventually. I graduated, got a job but turned it down so I can move the city and live with friends and eventually study for the mcat instead of working. I moved, wasted time, spent long hours in depression and overthinking, partied a little and at that point I wasn't a shy boy anymore, I was more outgoing and better looking.
I eventually left the US for 9 moths and lived with my parents in my home country because I thought that I will study. I spent months and hours upon hours in coffee shops " studying", but in fact I was thinking, meeting new people and doing everything except for studying. In the end I was depressed and decided that it was time to go back to my undergrad school city. This time I got a part time job as tutor, working 20 hours/week with the hope that I will use the extra time to study for the mcat. I worked on uber for 3 months but I stopped because I did not want to damage the car. Guess what happened, yes, I wasted the last 3 years (end of 2017,2018, 2019, 2020) wasting time at coffee shops, sitting there, getting bursts of motivation for a month, studying hard, then stopping for 2 months, then starting over. if I add up everything I studied, I can say that I finished everything, but I do not recall anything because it was spread out and more importantly I did not have a dedicated time where I sat down for 3 months and did tons of practice.
I feel like a loser yet I know that I would love to be a doctor. I lost all the motivation. I feel left out. my friends are all MDs now, I did better than all my friends in college, I accumulated more than 1000 hours of volunteer work and extracurriculars, research, etc.. BUT i quit, I was weak, I am a 27 years old loser. I regret not finding something else to do, I have the intellectual ability, I excelled in a very competitive program, but I lacked the drive, the discipline and the work ethic. Moreover, I want to be a physician, I think it is a noble career, i love applying sciences, interacting with patients and giving back even on a small scale. I am typing right now as I am "studying". I know, doing the same thing expecting different results. I keep giving myself chances and opportunities than things will get better and I will finish eventually, but here I am, 6 years after my first mcat and I am still the same guy, with extra debt, no career, just a dream that remained a dream.
I want to make money as well, I feel like at 27 I should have at least had a good career going on if im not in medicine. I am 27 and if everything goes well now I will start medicine at 29 and be done at 33 then 36-37 for residency. This is the best case scenario. I am afraid of failure, I am afraid that I will not take the mcat in the first place. I feel old and behind. I have no savings, I ruined my relationships and I am still doing that part time job. I just could not think of anyone who's more of a loser than myself. I have friends are 22 and making 90k and 100k, friends my age are either in residency or making 6 figures and have families. I have nothing. I keep thinking about the past, and worrying about the future.
I got accepted to a masters program in business analytics, I have friends who got good jobs and it is something that I see myself doing. It is intellectually stimulating. But every time I think about it, the fear kicks in, I am too old to even start, I will not get a good job, I do not have connections to get a good job, what if I regret my decision at 35 by me saying that I could have been a doctor, I would love to be a doctor, etc.. I applied as a plan B yet I am scared. I have wanted to be a doctor ever since highschool, I am sad that I did not even try to retake the test, but when I think about it I get scared that I will fail and even if I get in I will regret not getting a corporate job instead of ruining my mental state with years of torture. I was very confident in my capabilities in the first 3 years of college, I have zero confidence in myself now.
I am studying for the mcat seriously now, the test is in january, the problem is that I keep stopping because I keep getting the above thoughts. I didn't even talk about my relationships and how much I overthink it and how I pushed away a great girl because I was insecure and I was waiting until I finish my test. I never finished.
I apologize for the rant guys, any advice or insight is truly appreciated. I just could not think straight and perhaps I am being a drama queen. I apologize for the grammatical errors and typos.
Ain't that the truth.As such, you need to get your mental health issues under control first. Medical school is a furnace, and I've seen it break even healthy students. The #1 reason my school loses students to withdrawal, dismissal or LOA is to unresolved mental health issues.
It's all about balance. Maybe take 15 mins a day for yoga or meditation or something. You don't have to spend hours de-compressing, IMO. Just know that when you're stressed, there are ways to de-compress. Not to sound like a hard a$$ but you don't want to get behind with your studies, either.Ain't that the truth.
I was very similar to OP. Applied to medical school at 26. Also had my first mental health episode at 26. Matriculated at 28. My biggest fear going in was that I was going to have a mental health episode like the first one I had. Its so important to keep it together. Even if that means studying less and providing time for self care. I hate to sound so new age and wishy washy. But its the freaking truth. Med school can kill you if you let it.