Dear September,
I’m afraid of falling , not getting into medschool, disapponting the people I love,not being good enough.
It’s so much going on in my head It can be quite overwhelming at times,the lack of constancy in my studies has me feeling rather upset with myself. Although, paradoxically,I’m feeling happy , by distracting myself with series and my new obsession with the real housewives, I end up forgetting that deep down I’m not ok and even though I still, especially at night,tend to think and reflect about my problems,part of me chooses to ignore It,put them in the back of my mind.
I believe in the whole world , but for a while now I forgot how to believe in myself or maybe I never fully learned how to in the fist place,I might have lost my confidence ,but I didn’t loose my hope, I want to be a doctor for as long as I can remember, I refuse to give up now.
I will take care of my mind and get back on track , hopefully writing this letter helped archive some mental clarity that will help me move forward.