I’m 27 now. Took me a while to get here.
When I look at this photo, it reminds me of how far I’ve come. Not because something huge happened that day. Just the fact that I took this in my room, wearing a stethoscope after years of trying, failing, starting over, and trying again that’s enough.
I didn’t clear NEET on my first attempt. Or second. I saw people move ahead while I stayed back. The gap years hit hard. You start questioning everything. Your ability. Your decisions. Even your worth.
There were phases where I avoided social media, avoided conversations, avoided anything that reminded me of how far behind I felt.
But somehow, I kept going. Quietly. No big motivation speech. Just one day at a time.
Studying medicine abroad wasn’t something I imagined when I started. But at some point, I stopped chasing the ideal path and started focusing on progress. And that changed everything.
This picture means something to me not because of how it looks but because of what it represents. It’s not success. It’s survival. Persistence. Peace, after a long storm.
If you’re still in the middle of your journey, still confused, still tired don’t give up on yourself. It doesn’t matter if it takes longer. It matters that you don’t quit.
Some of us just need a little more time. And that’s okay.
You’re not behind. You’re just on your own timeline.
