Over the last few months, I really have lost my passion and zest for this career. Not a day has gone by without questioning whether or not I can continue on in this field. At the same time, I feel frustrated at myself for having these doubts now, having gone through all the time, effort, sacrifice, and money to obtain my degree.
Can't relate? Think of it this way: it's like losing your mojo and not feeling up for sex.
....*gasp!*I know right?!
And so you ask, "Why did you want to become a doctor in the first place?"
Well, for as long as I can remember, ever since I was a young girl, I knew I wanted to practice medicine when I grew up. The typical and overused answer to this question in medical school interviews given by nut cases like myself wanting to pursue this career is that we want to help people. And frankly, this is the truth! I just genuinely want to help others, to grow with them whilst watching them grow, and to contribute to their health and well-being. I feel that it is through this career that I can most able contribute to the good of humanity. Needless to say, I am passionate about people--I love meeting people and working with others for a good cause.
So, where is this said passion? I feel lost in myself for having lost this passion, because it was my compass in getting to where I am today.
Furthermore, before this year started, I was dead-set on pursuing Psychiatry as a specialty. I considered myself an advocate for people with mental illnesses, who are often looked down on, stigmatised, and left out in our society. Not to mention, I was fascinated by the weird and wonderful in humanity. However, after just having completed a rotation in Psychiatry, I could not stand the thought of working in this specialty for the rest of my life. Truth be told, I hated it! The fact that I didn't enjoy this rotation as much as I had hoped has left me feeling disheartened and lost.
So, where is this said passion? I feel lost in myself for having lost this passion, because it was my compass in getting to where I am today.
Furthermore, before this year started, I was dead-set on pursuing Psychiatry as a specialty. I considered myself an advocate for people with mental illnesses, who are often looked down on, stigmatised, and left out in our society. Not to mention, I was fascinated by the weird and wonderful in humanity. However, after just having completed a rotation in Psychiatry, I could not stand the thought of working in this specialty for the rest of my life. Truth be told, I hated it! The fact that I didn't enjoy this rotation as much as I had hoped has left me feeling disheartened and lost.
I'm pretty much a lost sheep at this stage.
Baaaaaaaa!!!
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