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What if? … Courage to Be the One You Wanted to Be
Graduation Day!
A milestone!
At last… it’s here, and many don’t even attend, because of rotations, of clinical, of internships, the exhaustion, the ragged fight. It really isn’t over yet, after all, but the accolade is here at last, the name is given, it is stitched on the coat, stamped on the cards… it has been won. Made it.
Six months out and the numbers roll in…
Negotiated most of it into the package with employment, but the remaining payments are still steep.
The personal payments are steep, too.
Where ideals and fresh beginnings once thrived, reality and cynicism have rooted. Implementing what was needed so badly, what was observed as lacking when doing student rotations is near impossible.
Roadblocks, administration, ideological differences with colleagues, petty jealousies, and warnings are plentiful while camraderie is lacking. Reminders of corporate unity and team building fill your inbox along with reminders of who pays your loans.
You reluctantly, little by little, let go of what was so urgent to you to build, the ideas you thought you could achieve into firm reality when you were finally “one of them”.
