I have never been this afraid of the coming year before. Right now, struggling through UMAT and not doing all that well at it, I see my dreams of med or dent school getting dimmer and dimmer as the year past. To say that I’m terrified is an understatement. Everyone expects success out of me, its only natural for someone who has always succeeded in her academic life. I know I should not care about anyone except of myself, but I’m afraid to disappoint my family. Right now, they’re so proud of all of my success and are perfectly sure I’ll get through. I hate to see their hopes on me shattered.
I’m not giving up yet, but I’m honestly afraid. More than I have ever been.