It’s a gloomy day. My work is cancelled but I also did some updates.
I prepare my 3 in 1 coffee sits in the dining as I read my Concise Textbook of Clinical Psychiatry.
I always visualizes myself in a white uniform. Wearing a white coat and talking to individuals from different walks of life.
I always believe that I’ll be a doctor. Maybe not a medical doctor, but a doctor of humanity, I guess.
I always believe that I’m capable of understanding the pain and woundedness of other people. I always believe that I’ll help others with their healing because I, myself, is also wounded. I’m a wounded warrior that aims for the healing of others.
I always believe that I’m up for great things and I’m meant to make a difference. I always believe that I’m not just like this, that I’m not for ordinary things because as much I deny it, deep within, I know I’m for extraordinary things.
Since I always feels too much, I know that this fire will stay for eternity. It will keeps on burning. The more I suppress this fire the more it will burns. It’s burning of passion for my dreams and hopes in my life. So, I’m certain that I will always aim for exceptional and great things. I will always dream the extraordinary. I’m in a simple body and mind but my soul is leading me to the unknown and the beauty of my dreams.
I can’t give up. Not just yet. Because I will never satisfy my passion for my dreams if I stop. I’m contented for who I am but I will never ever settle knowing that I can better, knowing the possibility of who I can be.
I can feel the beat of my heart. Maybe, it’s because of the coffee.
But, I know. My heart yearns for my dreams.
My passion is so strong that I want to cry. Having a dream makes me feel like crying. Because, deep within. I know, I’ll be the person whom I always wanted to be at this very moment.
I wanted to be a Psychiatrist. I need to go to medical school, yes. Financially speaking, impossible. But, I always believe the beauty and hopes from within.
A medical doctor but with a twist, a doctor of humanity.