For a very long time, from the age of 2 to 20, I thought I was going to become a doctor. For most of that time I specifically thought I would become a neonatologist. That is a doctor who specializes in newborns who are sick. They are the people who take care of premature babies, what I was when I was born. For many years I thought I would give back to the community by helping our smallest patients in need.
It was not until college when I realized a few things-
- College is really hard when the head of your department is retiring and the department is being reworked
- College is difficult when the chemistry professor wants to flunk anyone in the pre-med track
- College is very difficult when you are bouncing between two abusive “relationships”
I use quotes because I never truly dated either man for long but they were both in my orbit for about two to three years and everytime they got too close I ended up hurt
- My high school was just another place that failed me along the way. I was not prepared to go to college but I had to go to leave an abusive home.
What all this means is that I had to leave my dream but I feel like I am in a better place now. Social work has a bit of biology, research, psychology, and sociology all the fields I am interested in and I get to help everyone from the smallest to those saying goodbye to this plane of existence.
Am I still a little sad about not becoming a doctor? A little but I think I am happier overall in my role more than I would be as a doctor. My environment much like everyone else’s environment shaped me.