I'm physically and emotionally drained from barely 6 months in the wards. With each passing day, I feel my heart harden a little more, and I see myself building up that invisible wall between myself and patients. This is what I fear the most, stepping into the shoes of a person that I told myself never to become.

We're halfway through medical school, you know. In 2.5 years time, we'll no longer have our white coats as a shield to hide all our flaws and inadequacies. It scares me. And it scares me to think of how much we have to immerse ourselves in our work, and how much more jaded I may become.

I need a break. I need to stop and breathe, and remember what has inspired me before.