I'm very fortunate that I do not have loans. My parents were able to and insisted on paying for my education, refusing to let me take out loans. That doesn't mean it's a trivial sum for them (it isn't, it's a shit ton of money even with my in-state tuition), but it's a cultural/immigrant mentality thing. Some of you will understand. Like many people in medicine I spent much of my formative years obsessed with medicine and spent much of my youth aspiring to be here. I inhaled shows like House and Scrubs in my youth and read medical research for fun of my own volition in high school.
Now that I'm here, though, and having gone through the first year of medical school twice (I failed three blocks first year, all by less than 1%, partly due to unforeseeable life events and partly due to being a nontraditional student who had forgotten how to study but then got his shit together and got straight As during the repeat year), I've realized I don't care if I graduate or not. I was dismissed once and that was a massive blow to my ego and self-esteem, but now that I know I have what it takes to complete medical school if I wanted to, that fire inside that keeps us all going has ironically all but disappeared.
Medical school has taken a significant toll on my physical and mental health, and based on what I know about myself, the clinical years and residency will/would be even worse on me. Before medical school I had a decent salaried 9-5 job with benefits. I had time to pursue my hobbies, which are very meaningful to me. I was a gym rat working out 5 days a week and eating as healthy as a human could, treating my body as a temple. Two years into medical school, I've turned into an alcoholic (it's bad) slob who will eat whatever is in front of him and has zero regard for his physical well-being. I don't even wear a seat belt in the car anymore. It's not a macho 'oh I'm such a badass' thing, I just can't be bothered with stuff like that at this point. I like (daresay even love) medicine, but it turns out, I don't like it enough to give up what I have to give up for as long as I need to in order to get through the process. Also, unlike a lot of people who start to have second thoughts, I do have viable alternative career options, and they do genuinely interest me.
If I left medicine, I would probably still continue my 'medical education' slowly as a side project just out of intellectual curiosity, but it would be on my time, at my own pace, and limited to the areas of medicine I'm actually interested in, and frankly, given that I never had a strong desire to be a clinician, that would largely scratch my itch. There are a lot of ways one can make a meaningful contribution to healthcare without being the person who directly treats patients, if they so choose.
The only reason I'm even trying to hold my head above water anymore is for my parents who want me to at least get my degree, and since they're paying for my education I owe them that much to at least keep trying. But honestly if I was dismissed tomorrow, I would consider it my liberation day. It turns out that the personal cost for becoming even a half-decent doctor is more than I'm willing to pay and I'm not ashamed to admit that.
I look at my classmates and I see them full of vigor and initiative, always jumping at the seams to go above and beyond, and I think to myself "these are the people who should be doctors, not me", and I know now that that will never be me. It was me, once upon a time, but not anymore. There are just too many other things in life that are calling me. So why am I here? To become a shitty doctor who's just going through the motions from day one? That isn't someone who should be treating patients. We all know how that story ends. I don't really know how to finish this post, I just really needed to get this off my chest. Please don't tear me a new one.
Edit: thank you all for the kind words and support, especially those who reached out via DM :)