“Lisa, you are a very good student. You can study anything–even if you don’t like it.”
I will always remember these words spoken to me by my father. These words were meant as a compliment but felt as a mixture of insult and motivation. In my mind the resulting thought was: My brothers were smarter than me, but I was a just good at studying. Today kids would call me a “grind.” In fact I proved such a good student that I could get myself all the way to medical school – through premed analytical chemistry which I hated, through organic chemistry lab which put holes in my blue jeans, through the MCATS which I toiled for a whole summer in preparation — and arrived at age 23 as a first year med school student before I realized this path wasn’t what I wanted, and that I didn’t know what I wanted in life. I dropped out of medical school. I felt lost, groundless, like a failure, and depressed.
IDEAS TO DEVELOP INTO TWO FULL PARAGRAPHS
“Lisa, you are a very good student. You can study anything–even if you don’t like it.”
I will always remember these words spoken to me by my father. [when? what age? timeline needed] These words were meant as a compliment but felt as a mixture of insult and motivation. In my mind the resulting thought was: My brothers were smarter than me, but I was a just good at studying. [develop more by describing, detailing, list the way I studied] Today kids would call me a “grind.” [new paragraph?] In fact I proved such a good student that I could get myself all the way to medical school [yeah need to set the first sentences back in time] – through premed analytical chemistry which I hated, through organic chemistry lab which put holes in my blue jeans, through the MCATS which I toiled for a whole summer in preparation — and arrived at age 23 as a first year med school student before I realized this path wasn’t what I wanted, and that I didn’t know what I wanted in life. I dropped out of medical school. I felt lost, groundless, like a failure, and depressed.
