onepissedoffcancer:

YES. I REALIZE. AND YET, I DON’T EVER WANT TO MEET ANOTHER ME. EVER.

IT’S NOTHING TO DO WITH SCHOOL, REALLY. IT’S MORE OF WHAT’S HAPPENING OUTSIDE OF SCHOOL THAT’S MAKING ME WANT TO LEAVE. AS FUCKING GIRLISH AS IT SOUNDS, THERE’S A LOT OF DRAMA AND I’M SMACK DAB IN THE MIDDLE OF ALL OF IT. SOMETIMES I THINK IT WOULD BE BETTER FOR ME TO MOVE BACK HOME FOR A WHILE, SEE IF THINGS COOL DOWN.

BUT HOW MANY MORE YEARS DO YOU HAVE?

I know how you feel.  I hate it when other versions of me tacitly compare themselves to me; to see how they “size up” against me, as it were.  

You don’t add that it’s because you’re the one who inevitably feels inferior as a result.

Well, if there’s something requiring your attention like that, I can see how it might be difficult to concentrate on schoolwork, but I’d hope that at worst it would postpone plans and not cancel them altogether.

Three more years of college, then four more still of medical school, and then we’ll see if anyone even feels as if I’m worth hiring.