Most of my college career I spent preparing for medical school. That slowly became dental school. Worked in dentistry for a few years. Now I work in analytical chemistry, and I miss the patient interaction so much. Some days I feel like my life has passed me by, and instead of pursuing my dreams of helping people, I’ve become bitter and resentful of what I could have, or should have, become.

I think I let depression and self doubt overcome me. And lately it’s dawned on me how much life has passed me by, and how much I’ve changed.

I know it’s never too late. But god damn, I miss that mission of “I’m building up to become something greater” as much as I could possibly miss anything.