I'm emotional...you've been warned

May 04, 2007 12:06

I picked up my cap and gown today, along with the yearbook and Second Year Show DVD, and I obviously can't handle it.  I was looking through the yearbook and I just started crying and for some reason, I cannot convince myself to stop.  I mean, it's not like I loved a good majority of my classmates (or that I loved NYU Med) but I knew them and they made these past four years what they were.  And is it wrong to say that I'm going to miss these people that I hardly knew?  There are a few people that I wish I had a chance to know better; like Miriam.  And there are people that I wish that I had played a more active role in keeping the friendship going, like with Amber.

I (hopefully) went through a lot of growth during med school.  Definitely a lot of complaining, but there were a lot of changes packed in to these years.  My sister had two babies, up and moved to Florida.  I lost my godsister and I wonder if I hadn't had Jess and Paul here in NY with me, if I would have made it through that.  If it hadn't been for Vicky, Tori, and Rachana, I would've walked out of my surgery clerkship and never looked back.  My prfessional crush on Captain von Trapp.  The sub-I from hell.   I got married, I'm moving away.  What am I going to do w/o Jess?  What am I going to do w/o Jen or Sita?  I won't be able to go to NYTimes "$25 and under restaurants" whenever I feel like it.  Did I enjoy NYC as much as I should have?  I'm going to be a friggin doctor.  I  AM a doctor.

I have a feeling I'll be wearing sunglasses for a good portion of next week, regardless of whether it is sunny or night.

I really wish my husband were here.

life crisis

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