To there and back: I quit medical school for the second time.

It's been a year since I wrote about quitting medical school. A lot has happened to me ever since. I finalized my release from the school, tried teaching for a while, started marketing our jewelry business online, and decided to give Medical School a second chance.

Being the first, among three children, the pressure of taking over my parents' practice fell mostly on me. My family still wanted me to finish, and somehow, to save face, I also wanted to give medicine a second chance. So I did and went to a different school, this time, a school closer to home so that I'm with my family.

I lasted two weeks, but those two weeks felt like two months! I wasn't well, emotionally, and though I was doing okay with the requirements, I was miserable.

Pursuing a career in medicine is full of sacrifices, and suffering. However, for those who love it, or those who choose to stay, the sense of fulfillment that comes after, outweighs the struggle. For me, it just wasn't worth it anymore.

They say there's no easy path in life. I believe them. I'm looking at my options right now, and I'm scared. I'm sure I don't want to work as a doctor someday, but at the same time, I'm not sure what to do next. I do know that I have to move towards the path of self-sustenance because my parents will not live forever to support me.

From where I started in November 2016, when I quit medical school, I think I've already made two steps forward emotionally. However, right now, I feel like I'm just an inch away from where I started. At least now I'm sure that I'm never going back, and that the door to Medicine, is now officially closed.

Where will I go from here?

Honestly, I'm not sure, but I'll figure something out. I have to. I just hope and pray that I'll get somewhere. Hopefully, I don't get stuck in this limbo of not knowing what to do. 

They say God has a plan for our lives (yours, and mine). I hope what they say is true.