med school relationships

we need to stop romanticizing mental illness and being off meds and out of treatment. do you know how good it feels to be on a treatment/med plan that is actively working? do you guys simply enjoy being so low that you can’t get out of bed and panic attacks? it’s hard as shit, but you gotta get on that recovery train my dudes

My Boys: Beyond the Horizon - Chapter 1

Hi guys!

So, it’s Saturday, and like I promised here is the first part of the new My Boys multichapter. This one follows up with the events of Bright Future, a few years after the latest installments. I won’t give any details of the plot because I think half the fun will be to slowly figure out what everyone is up to. 

Now, I have to point out that this story will be more like a multiple arc story than strictly an Omelia fanfiction. Writing about Owen and Amelia is and will always be my favorite thing to do but I am saying this in advance because my main goal with this piece is to keep the promise I made to the many readers who’ve asked me to write a sequel to the stories of Lucas and Emily, Thomas and Kate, Megan, the twins, etc. But of course Owen and Amelia will be a part of everything too, and I am going to include a lot of Omelia scenes!

  • Just a heads up for those who may not be familiar with sports teams: I often point out how the Hunts are fans of the Seahawks, a Seattle based American football team. The Seahawks share their stadium (and fans too) with the Sounders, which are a soccer team. I just thought I’d point that out so that people won’t get confused with the events about to unfold. 

Anyway, enough talking, let’s get to the point. Thank you @jia911 for proofreading this and everyone of you who’ve helped me somehow by suggesting prompts, supporting this sequel and taking your time to give me feedback!

Merry Christmas, everyone :)


My Boys: Beyond the Horizon - Chapter 1

 

“Are you sure you’re all set?”

“Yes, Addie, don’t worry,” Lucas flashed his most adorable smile, following his godmother to the living room of his own house. “I’ll be fine.”

“You know… How am I going to adapt to this new reality of not having you here anymore?” Addison asked, trying to contain stubborn tears from gathering in her eyes.

“I guess you’re just going to have to visit me often,” Lucas replied with a supportive expression.

Addison turned around one last time and wrapped the young man in a tight embrace before finally leaving for a work conference out of town.

As soon as she left, Lucas made his way to the back porch at the same time he took a sip from an overpriced beer. The sun was starting to set at the horizon, sending a vibrating orange shade to the full extension of the pool with an infinite border at his home. From a distance, he could hear Rachel’s excited voice, probably talking to one of her friends on the phone. He smiled to himself with satisfaction at the realization that the house wasn’t empty as he’d previously imagined and focused again on the street outside.

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          two weeks camping, two weeks to get to know each other, two weeks to fall in love

                                        || a clexa camping AU ||

                 part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - part 4 - part 5 - part 6 - part 7 - part 8 - part 9  - part 10

                   - part 11 - part 12 - part 13 - part 14 - part 15 - part 16 - part 17 - part 18

                                 - part 19 - part 20 - part 21 - part 22 - part 23 - epilogue

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Relationships, Parenting, and Med School

I’ve essentially survived med school at this point (4.8ish years out of 5 done), been married for almost 7 years, and have been parenting for 3 years. I’ve come to the conclusion that: this is a hard situation. 

I’ve gotten a lot of private asks lately about how I balance that load. 

Here’s the truth: I don’t. There’s always a part of my life that’s falling apart. I can have a clean house and talk to my husband and get some studying done, or I can play with my kid and talk to my husband and study, or I can play with my kid and clean the house and talk to my husband. 

I used to be an honors level student. I graduated college magna cum laude, 0.01 away from summa; with field research, while working three jobs. I met my husband the first week of college, and we got married just before junior year. School and work and a relationship are totally manageable. Parenting and a relationship and work are totally manageable. School AND work AND parenting AND relationship is just putting out fires, every day.  Here’s how I put out fires:

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Sacrifices

Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about the sacrifices we make in medical school.

There are the less obvious ones, such as our mental health and well-being. This is something that I have really focused on managing better in the last year. As rising professionals, we sacrifice our own wellness for the wellness of our patients. We push ourselves to study harder, go the extra mile, and ace the exams - and only when we have sacrificed so much do we realize how much we have lost.

Then there are the more obvious sacrifices: friendships and relationships. Trading in our social life for the quiet friends of our books and notes has a detrimental effect on our relationships. The things we care about need love and nurture to grow; neglecting the people we hold most dear can unintentionally burn bridges and cut ties.

And while some of these things may be necessary to let go of for the gratification of small successes, I have found myself questioning when? When is the sacrifice enough? When can I choose to do something for myself and my relationships in order to salvage what may be remaining?

In a few months, I will be at a crossroads. At the end of September, my family is throwing a surprise 90th birthday party for my grandma in Chicago. Yet, I already know that at the end of September, I will be preparing for my neurology shelf. 

In October, my sweetheart wants to take me to his Alma mater’s homecoming football game; yet this is in the middle of pharmacology when I may have an exam coming up.

Do I sacrifice getting to spend such a special time with the family I hardly see for an extra day of cramming? Do I sacrifice making wonderful memories with my sweet, caring boyfriend to spend more time studying?

I know that life doesn’t stop just because we’re studying. But medical school guilt is real, and I feel it often. My brain and my heart are in two different places; I just wish there was an easy answer.

anonymous asked:

Do you have any dating advice for girls in med school? I've never been too popular but since I've started med school 3 years ago, guys started to like me more (I'm more confident and I grew up), and I go on dates sometimes. But med students only talk about school stuff which is boring, and the non-med guys don't understand my worries and struggles, not to mention my dreams. Some of my classmates do the dating stuff well, some of them are already married (we're 20-24 years old), it feels weird.

Hi anon!

I was initially going to tell you I am the last person to ask because I consider myself a relationship failure and romance is my Achille’s heel (I’m a hopeless INTJ). But…I thought about it and I think even I could offer some suggestions in this department.

So I present unto you…

MD-A’s dating advice to med students (initially requested for girls, but can apply to most everyone)

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juptiers  asked:

i just starting thinking abt ransom and holster graduating and moving in together and arguing over grocery lists and watching 30 rock and cuddling and ransom getting stressed n anxious over med school and holster hugging him and encouraging him and being like "i love you i believe in you bro" and all ransom's med school friends like "ur relationship is so solid n good wtf" and them bein domestic and Made For Each Other and i literally felt close to tears please advise

!!!!!!! THIS IS SO GOOD !!!!!!!! AND WHOLESOME (lmao get it) !!!!!!! but Truly i love htem…… i just rly love the concept of them being happy adults who are still in love and still ridiculous but a lil more mature…..they go to a farmers’ market together every saturday and the old woman from the bread stand loves them..they become friends with her and get invited 2 her family barbecue……holster is known and beloved by rans’ med school friends….holster always brings rans to work functions and holster is 100% certain his boss likes rans more than him…..but honestly just think about these two coming home to each other..and they’re tired and sometimes they’re annoyed or fight but like, 98% of the time they’re just in love and happy to be together….sleeping in the same bed that they went furniture shopping for together…….this is rans’ life and holtzy’s life but it’s also Their life, the two of them together for the rest of their dumb lives, ransom and holster’s, adam and justin’s, eventually-to-be mr. and mr. oluransi’s…….im dying domestic rans/holster owns my ass i can’t advise you because i too am Dead. embrace the feeling