Tuesday, February 9, 2016

finding an identity

Bismillah.

I am a medical officer now. And it is scary. Hahaha. What are all these responsibilities weh. Hahaha.

I have come to a point where I regret some decisions made. They said that I am young, that it is not too late to change my path. And I have come to term with the fact, that I may have to leave the department. For these sleepless nights of hopelesness, are best remedied with the thoughts of leaving.

They told me, to not take it as if I have failed, rather, a form of progress. I need to go where my heart is willing to learn.

And I need to go for there is very little meaning left here.

Guide me, O Lord