The Truth
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Truthful. Being truthful. Open. Honest. Honestly, medicine has made me hate learning. I used to love learning, teaching and even more so, revision. I used to love finally grasping concepts and finally putting them into action. I feel like I'm lost. I feel like I'm in a position that I can't break out of. I've picked the wrong university to do my dream course and that is something I will always regret. I've forgotten why I chose medicine. I've forgotten the passion I had for the subject, the meaning and the life. I've forgotten the love and the reason and without that I'm nothing. I feel like I'm a broken shell of a person being dragged out with the tide in the storm of a century about to descend the deep abyss. Okay maybe that's a little too much but I feel very alone. I have everyone around but not the people I want. Because the people I want, want nothing to do with me. The people I want don't seem to care. I've come to