It does hurt me sometimes, when I have to accept that I couldn’t reach the same progress like the others, just because of some factors I can’t control. Oh yes, this thing does happen to me in the process to get that precious and prestigious M.Psi. degree. You know? Like you have done everything you can with all the energy to finish your task, same as the others, but then you move slowly with almost no progress while you see the others are celebrating their accomplishments. You did your best, and you couldn’t blame those external factors, though in fact you desperately hope that you could. Do you know how it feels? Maybe it sounds a little bit childish, ungrateful, or whatsoever you may call it, but I have to admit that currently the situation is somehow unfair, to me of course. And it makes me feel so stupid. Or it’s true that I really have to reconsider my thought about being a clinician?
“Being stupid sometimes is better because we learn. Although we become weak but we realize what is right to do..”
