I just finished reading the first two chapters of a pathology book, not really sure if I’ve retained a couple of details, but I’m keeping my fingers braided and crossed. Or I’ll probably try sleeping with the book as my pillow, hoping for osmosis to work. Corny. Forgive me.
Well, I’m not here to complain even though this is my blog and I know can write whatever I want. I won’t complain about anything because despite the long and dense lectures this week, or the anticipated 10-fold increase of effort to exert for this year, I know that I am where I am supposed to be, and that makes me euphoric.
Last year’s first week was completely different. I remember that I legitimately do not want to continue studying medicine. I cried almost every night, complained every minute, and somehow lost my motivation of attaining my dream to become a doctor. As if doubting and dreading all the decisions I’ve ever made. And that lasted for almost three- four months, I think(?). Relationships were disengaged, some promises were broken and other hopes and aspirations were sacrificed.
“Relationships were disengaged, some promises were broken and other hopes and aspirations were sacrificed.”
Sacrifice. An act needed to obtain human progress and success, along with other important attributes: hard work, perseverance, and dedication. I had to give up on some aspects in my life that I thought were hindrances. Alright it’s just singular, one aspect, one hindrance. Yes, I’m talking about the breakup.
“It is possible to avoid pain? Yes, but you’ll never learn anything. Is it possible to know something without ever having experiencing it? Yes, but it will never truly be part of you.”
There are times when I wonder what would happen if I didn’t get out of that relationship. What if? My best prediction is that I would probably never learn how to stand up on my own and be independent. Worse, we’d still be fighting about the same old shit over and over again. (Down side of being the other immature party.)
Anyway, what I am saying is that sacrifice will inevitably bring pain, and pain is temporary. It will help you grow, be stronger. Time won’t heal anything, but it will help you learn how to live with it. I have made that sacrifice because I thought that if I want to finish medical school badly, I need to let go of particular obstacles I considered limiting my desire to be my whole self.
It is undeniably certain to mention that moving on from that pain is never as close to easy, but eventually you’ll get there. I did.
Although this is just the tip of the iceberg of my story and I have no intention to completely detail my personal life just yet, what we could all do at this moment is to simply live. Embrace the present because it’s all we really have. It is what we do in the present that redeems the past and eventually change the future.
Thank you for reading this most random post that is obviously not aiming into any definite point of thought.
It’s 1:23am and I just want to post something on my blog. I wrote this for 2 hours, abating my sleep so I hope you guys liked it.
Excuse me for making this indirect, but for my old friend, I want to say that I am genuinely happy for everything you’ve accomplished. I wish you nothing but joy. Regardless of all the drawbacks we had, I still want to thank you for all the memories.