A letter to myself.

 Dear myself, 

I am writing to you to remind you that things will get tough in a month. That is when you will start your tagging in a hospital i havent known yet, in a department i dont know yet but YOU know. 

I love you. You have gone through a lot to come to this stage of your life. Admit it or not, deep down in your heart you are proud to have graduate as a Dr even when it takes half of your life to learn. You have sailed through 5 years of medical school alone, been a foetus and being so independent in India ALONE, toughest time in Muar and 2 years of being lost in Melaka but you, YOU scored the highest in the whole 155 people in your batch. TOP 5 student is something. If they can do it, you can do it too. 

Hold on. Hold on a bit longer. Allah swt puts you in this situation because HE KNOWS. HE KNOWS YOU CAN GO THROUGH THIS TOUGH TIME BECAUSE YOU ARE A TOUGH COOKIE. Tawakal to Allah swt. 

I promise you, things will get better in 2 years. You will be happy, you will have your own family, and you will be one of the specialist that you awed once back then. 

Take a deep breath, and redah jeeerr. Dont overthink okay? I love you. You are loved. 

From, Farina from the past.