Ever since I was a little kid, I had the aspiration of becoming a doctor. It was the only thing I wanted to do.
That continued for years and it showed up in my life a lot- I liked Science more than any subject, I found dissections fascinating, operations were cool, I'd always have lengthy discussions with people in the field. It was fun- and I wanted to make that dream a reality. I worked hard in class and always got top results.
Then, in Year 9, I began experiencing what I now know as depression. It wasn't that severe, and it didn't really seem like anything. It got worse with each passing year. By Year 11, I was getting lower results than usual, I was crying in school and feeling more and more miserable. Come GCSE results day, I didn't get my straight A predictions. I got a bunch of Bs, Cs and only a few As. I had never cried that much in my life.
My parents were shocked by my results. They began getting worried for me, they were scared I'd have a future where I wouldn't be happy.
Year 12, in A-Levels, my situation became a gaping black hole of doom. Nothing was going right. I was getting the worst grades I'd ever seen in my life- Es and Us. My anxiety levels spiked and I got more and more depressed because my situation felt hopeless. I began seeing medicine as this giant impossible to climb mountain. I couldn't ever get there, but I still kept working, with some motivation, but I couldn't I felt so lost and dead inside. My AS results came. I got a D and two Es. I didn't cry, I just stared numbly at the screen.
Year 13 has just gotten worse. Whilst my other friends have applied and gotten places at uni, I'm taking a gap year. And I'm starting to think that gap year is going to become a 2-3 year gap year. I got another E just a week back.
My parents really tried to motivate me to work and did everything they could to make me happy, but now they've lost hope because they're at a loss on what to do.
I'm just insanely stressed, depressed and full to the brim with anxiety. I see nothing but darkness in my coming future. I really want to get into medicine, I don't see any point in even doing anything with my life if I don't become a doctor, I didn't study for 13 years to become a stay-at-home NEET. I don't want to do petty jobs, I can't do anything else.
It seems ridiculous, why don't I do something else, but you don't understand. I simply can't. I can't let myself do anything else.
I feel so lonely and distressed in my situation, I honestly feel like I'm going to become a nothing. My grades this half term were D, E, C.
I haven't improved in the slightest, I feel so overwhelmed. I feel I've wasted my parents' money. I feel like I'm a waste of space. All my friends are going somewhere and are getting great grades. What happened to me, I don't recognise myself anymore. What happened to my 90% scores in Year 10.
I just wanted to achieve a life-long dream... why did I fall down the gutter.
I broke. When I was reaching my peak, something within me died. I stare at my revision and books, something I once did so easily, now they're like a monstrous task. Nothing seems to be going right anymore.
I have literally 1.5 months till my mock exams, where the entire two year course will be tested on.
My conquest on medicine feels so far away now. I'm just in a dark room blindly looking around for my goal. I have no idea what I'm doing anymore.