They Cut Me Off In Med School—Until They Saw My Name On The ER Badge

staring at my phone, the pale blue light washing over my hands, my notes forgotten. Above me, the air conditioner hummed softly. Somewhere in the distance, a door shut with an echo. The world continued as if nothing had changed.

Inside me, everything tilted.

I left the library without packing my bag properly, pen caps rolling off the table, a highlighter continue reading …