Hello all,
I just have this terrible regret that I can’t seem to let go of. Lately, this regret has been gnawing on me so much…I can’t stop thinking about it. I even dreamed of it last night, and I think its even making me start to feel depressed.
I am a pre-med junior at MSU. I am doing pretty well here with a 3.7, research, tons of leadership experience etc. But lately, I’ve just been feeling incredibly sad. I’ve just been having this reoccurring thought/feeling of regret and I just feel so terrible about it. The regret is not being able to apply to my dream school UMich. Yes, that’s right…I wasn’t able to apply.
You see what happened was that I was sexually abused as a child. The problem is that when you experience such a thing as a child, its incredibly difficult to process because you have a “child’s brain.” In high school, my “child brain” of course developed into an “adult brain”…and I started to figure out “what happened to me when I was little.” My junior year of high school, I lost my virginity to my boyfriend and thats when my PTSD first came out. I would experience the same feelings of pleasure, guilt, and shame that I did when I was little and these memories started to haunt me. These memories started to haunt me during every waking day, and I started to slip in my classes that year. I was enrolled in 4AP classes that year, and I felt desperate to not let this intrusive thoughts take over my grades. A friend of mine suggested that I take Adderall. And so I did. When I would take this pill, it felt like magic! Adderall was the only thing that would help me stay present, and my mind wouldn’t drift off to such terrible places. Unfortunately, I found an “escape” in this pill and I ended up with a drug addiction to it. I confided in my high school counselor, because I really needed help. She asked me why I was taking these pills and I didn’t want to tell her the truth for legal reasons (I was 17 at the time, and I was paranoid of her telling my parents, or the cops because I wasn’t of legal age). So I told her that I was taking these pills because my 4 AP classes were too hard, and I needed to keep up with them. She was infuriated when I told her that I was taking these pills for my AP classes. She told me that I was a “cheater” and that I had “an unfair academic advantage over everyone else.” She basically described my Adderall usage throughout the year as “steroids for my brain” and she said that it was never me getting those good grades, “it was the Adderall doing it for me.” So she gave me a resource to a local therapist, and told me to really focus on “getting my shit together.” The next year, as a senior, the time came to apply for colleges. I wanted to apply to my dream school UMich. But as you know, with the UMich application there is an ENTIRE SECTION for your high school counselor to fill out about the student regarding “integrity, honesty, blah blah blah.” When I gave her the application, she said that if she signs it she has to “mention it.” “Mention what?” I asked. And she said “it.” I asked her why she would mention such a thing when it is all over (I ended up overcoming the addiction through months of therapy), and she said that she has a “moral obligation to inform colleges about a student’s character.”
So that’s it. I didn’t even apply to my dream school UMich, because I had no power or control over that situation. Initially, I was going to transfer to UMich my freshman year of college, but I ended up 4.0ing my entire semester at MSU so I figured I’d stay because they say “GPA is more important than college prestige” for med school admissions anyways. But lately, I’ve just been having this terrible regret of this whole situation, even though it was about 3 years ago!!! Ideally, I want to go to UMich Medical School (because UMich is still my dream school) but my friend told me last night that UMich prefers their own undergrads (their stats prove it) and that its really hard to get in from MSU. So I just feel so hopeless, that attending my dream school never came true, and maybe never will How do I move past such a regret?
Oh and “Alexandre” please DO NOT comment on this post. You are probably more obsessed/clingy with UMich than I am.