KevinMD January 18, 2025
I still remember the day I opened my acceptance letter to medical school. It felt surreal—a rush of excitement and pride that had me packing my bags months before classes began. As a kid, I was always a dreamer. My dolls weren’t just toys; they were part of elaborate stories where every character had a purpose and a world of possibilities ahead of them. Medicine represented the ultimate story—a chance to heal with my hands and serve with my heart.
But what would I tell my younger self if I could go back in time? Would I say, “Run for the hills—it’s a dumpster fire!” or caution that not all that glitters is gold? Would I still choose this path?
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