( Not quite as emotional this time, but quite lengthy... )

I just imagined what it would be like if, when I talk to her again in February, I found out that she's in a new relationship with someone else. It just made me physically ill ( Read more... )

I arrived in Chicago yesterday and met up with a friend downtown. We bummed around in a local food court for an hour before wandering to a tea shop (Argo Tea, fantastic tea franchise btw) for some warm brew. We discussed how we were both so miserable despite being at the supposed best time of our medical school careers. She was struggling with ( Read more... )

Last night's 2 hour long phone conversation ended with her saying that she wished that I believed that we would both find people who would be right for us. I followed that by removing all trace of her phone number from my phone, blocking her from my buddy list on AIM, deleting all pictures that I had posted on Facebook, and removing her from my ( Read more... )

Last Monday, the night before Veterans Day, we went out for our annual school informal at a local dance club. Everything was going along fine, I managed to get relatively inebriated knowing full well that I had to be in the hospital the next morning, enough to the point where my dance moves go from "decent" to "really don't give a crap". As we ( Read more... )

I spent the past 2 days with her in Chicago as we had scheduled to take Step 2 Clinical Skills together in May when we were still dating. Things went smoothly for the most part: on our free day, we visited Gino's East for some famous polenta-crust deep dish pizza, Millenium Park, the Chicago Art Institute, and the Signature Lounge on the 96th ( Read more... )

It's amazing what one phone call to a friend can do to change your perspective. Honestly, you can never have too many good friends. Now that I can see clearly again, please excuse the absence of wallowing and self-pity from here on out, I've got things to do and lives to save!

I've been logging onto AIM as "invisible" these days to avoid having to chat with her...but I check my buddy list every 10 minutes to see if she's on ( Read more... )

I spent most of today at the gym with John. He and I have been gym buddies on and off since med school started, a guy who I rely on to provide testosterone-shaded insight on all topics of discussion. Now that 3rd year is behind us and our applications are in, we've hit the gym regularly in order to augment our sexiness and emotionally unload ( Read more... )

Three months ago, I broke up with my girlfriend. She had been my best friend in medical school before we started dating. In the beginning, things were great: I was finally in a relationship with a wonderful person who I could see myself being with for the rest of my life. Granted, the initial euphoria was partly associated with the naivete of ( Read more... )