*The Highest of Highs
and Lowest of Lows*
A 4th year
Medical Students Perspective after Failing to Match
*Trigger warning: suicidal thoughts*
Before I get started with writing, I just wanted it to be known that I was asked by a dear friend and colleague to write this for her blog. Full disclosure: writing has never been a gift of mine, but what follows is coming from a place of honesty and truthfulness. I hope someone out there can learn from my experience and mistakes. And for those of us that felt the devastation and heart break that I felt on that day, hopefully you know you are not alone.
Before I get started with writing, I just wanted it to be known that I was asked by a dear friend and colleague to write this for her blog. Full disclosure: writing has never been a gift of mine, but what follows is coming from a place of honesty and truthfulness. I hope someone out there can learn from my experience and mistakes. And for those of us that felt the devastation and heart break that I felt on that day, hopefully you know you are not alone.
Match Day is synonymous with a
celebration for most medical students from the moment we enter medical school.
It is the day you learn where you get to pick up and move to next in the
chapter of learning the art and science of practicing medicine. It is what
people have spent many nights dreaming about for countless years − when all the
hard work, sleepless nights, exorbitant amounts of stress all go away because
it paid off. The sacrifices of missed family vacations, weddings, birthdays,
parties all makes a little bit of sense for that moment in time. Well, what
happens when that day goes from what is supposed to be one of the happiest
moments of your medical career to one of the worst days of your life in the
blink of an eye?
