The Message From My Son That Forced An Impossible Choice – The Archivist

track. I’m going to be a surgeon.”

My mother had jumped in quickly: “She’s very ambitious. We’ll see how it goes.”

The implication was clear: I was overreaching. Aiming too high. Likely to fail or settle for something more realistic.

I stopped talking about my goals at family gatherings after that.

Medical School

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