I am so happy that enough people here recognize just how badly almost all of medical school really sucks. I think the keyword for medical school is "died".
3rd-year was my rockstar year, but with that my social life effectively died. I even saw my best friends back home MUCH less than before. Performing well consistently when you're not a natural genius comes at a heavy price. It was certainly better than the first 2 years in the day-to-day mundane stuff, because I wasn't sitting at a stupid desk all day.
2nd-year was the reality check year, when I was much more in control than I was in MS1, but was faced with the idea that was never again going to get a "break". With the end of a tame summer between MS1 and MS2, I pretty much watched the sun set on my free time, and with that my youth died. It was time to start acting like a grown-up.
1st-year was the worst year of my life. I spent the entire year hating myself for choosing the medical profession and for choosing my medical school. It all seemed like a bad dream, like the stupidest choices I had ever made in my life. I seriously entertained quitting probably 50 to 100 times... in the first 4 months. My friends back home were very seriously worried for me. I resigned to quit med school for good one night when no one was home with me, sat on the phone with family for 3 hours and LITERALLY LAID DOWN ON THE LIVING ROOM FLOOR AND ALMOST F***IN DIED.
Outside of my immediate family, I think only 2 or 3 other people even know the half of what kind of total mindf%ck I went through during med school.
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Say what you will... frankly, I don't care.
I'm proud to say I fought through the pain, thrived, and ultimately succeeded beyond my wildest expectations.
Why?
Because residency is amazing. I would argue that I often like it more than I ever liked much of 4th year, which seemed like such an enormous waste of time.
Hang tight, everyone. I can legit say that the best is out there waiting for you after all this standardized medical school mess is finished.