Pretty self explanatory. We have our reasons for wanting out; I wanted out for a while. I guess to simplify it, it’s because this is clearly not what I signed up for. It’s not about the money, or prestige, or anything else but the fact that I wasn’t able to be the MD i wanted myself to be.
We all sacrificed to be a doctor. The thirty two year old guy who lived with dysthymia for the past 10 years training and working has seen the light, though, and I’m happy. There is life outside of medicine. And I wanna get there! I love business, learning, art….I miss the guy that had those passions and ideas. The self-flagellating days of Osler are gone, and thank god too. I don’t need to set myself on fire. I remembered being happy for the first time in 10 years last week. I’m not going to forget that. I took last month off and hid out in Hawaii and it changed my life. I remember who I am, and I’m not going to let this career torture me anymore and ruin what I view as the sanctity of medicine and the ability to truly provide care.
So those of you who have been where I have been, and those of you that are here with me now……what’s the deal and where do we go from here?
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