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Big Excitement
Jul. 15th, 2019 01:12 pm8 years of tertiary education and about 561 mental breakdowns later: I've been offered a job for 2020 with the best hospital in the state and one of the best in the country. Honestly, right now I'm more relieved than thrilled, and I have a big outstanding assessment I need to get done by Monday which I've got no time to start till Saturday!
But. That said.
A giant reverse Oscars speech "fuck you!" to all the people along the way who said I couldn't do it. Who encouraged me to drop out, defer, or give up. Who ridiculed me or told me it was impossible to get through medical school with mental illness. Who made my life difficult or deliberately refused the support I needed, who criticised me at every turn because they thought I was "too lazy" to deserve this, who made me want to give up because of their attitude or their bullying behaviour.
And a slightly smaller, but no less heartfelt, thank you to all those who gave me the support I needed to get through this.
It feels good to look back and reflect on all the times I was unsure about my future, and desperately hoped I'd get there in the end. And terrifying to realise the magnitude of what I wanted, hurtling around the corner, and the responsibility it's bringing with it. No going back, now.
But. That said.
A giant reverse Oscars speech "fuck you!" to all the people along the way who said I couldn't do it. Who encouraged me to drop out, defer, or give up. Who ridiculed me or told me it was impossible to get through medical school with mental illness. Who made my life difficult or deliberately refused the support I needed, who criticised me at every turn because they thought I was "too lazy" to deserve this, who made me want to give up because of their attitude or their bullying behaviour.
And a slightly smaller, but no less heartfelt, thank you to all those who gave me the support I needed to get through this.
It feels good to look back and reflect on all the times I was unsure about my future, and desperately hoped I'd get there in the end. And terrifying to realise the magnitude of what I wanted, hurtling around the corner, and the responsibility it's bringing with it. No going back, now.
