Its time to move to Chicago. Well, not really until May, but I will be ready to go. I really can't stay in a place where my identity is tied up with my failure. I love my med school friends, but it reminds me constantly that I can't have the life that they complain about. I would give anything to be passing the courses they complain about not honoring. I need a fresh start, somewhere where people will stop asking me why I'm not finishing med school. Its getting too hard.
At the same time, I worry about moving somewhere where I have no friends and where the weather is likely to exacerbate things. It will be good to have family support, but I worry about jobs since I don't seem to be making progress on the job front here.
I can't wait for thanksgiving vaca!
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