Letting go of dreams hurt....Have you ever had that feeling where your dreams seem to have slipped through your fingers? My brain still seems a lil numb after the UMAT, but….yeh….Being the first exam where there was literally HUNDREDS (if not thousands) of people all striving for the same thing. Then, all of a sudden, as I’m standing outside when we’ve finished with all the Glenny/ex-Glenny people freezing my ass off in the cold, it struck me. Here, stood the future contributors of society’s medical field. Here, stood the future doctors, pharmacists and health scientists that will no doubt change the world, as any one who tries hard enough can.

But driving past Monash Uni. after, it was this first time I’d been physically close to what I wanted, or think I want, yet at the same time, I’d never felt so far away from actually being able to reach these dreams. And, as much as I hate to admit it, I fear that my aspirations will remain just that. A dream – unrealistic and unattainable. Well not for all, but for me. I know, I know, you may be thinking I’m just being hard on myself again, over stressing if you may, but meh, I know what I know, I feel what I feel. Take this as a form of therapeutical venting :P
But now, there seems to be nothing I can do about it, except to push on. And I guess that’s just how life is sometimes. One is not defined by how many times they stumble, but by how many times they stand back up. It is through times where doubt is toying with the flickering flame of hope that tests the true, raw character of our beings. Challenges in life are inevitable, but always remember, that being defeated is optional.
I’ve got to learn to let go, despite it being human nature to ingrain our failures into memory, and yet let successes be blown away into our subconscious. I’ve got to learn to try harder, to try and make time less against me. (lol) I suppose life is a learning progress, you can’t fight it. But with my dreams as fragile as paper thin glass, with reality being that hammer hovering just above it threatening to shatter it into a million tiny pieces of crystal confetti - I now have to concrete myself. Somehow. I will.

How will you know your limits without an occasional failure? Never quit. Your turn will come.

Og Mandino