Dear Junior

Hang in there, Junior.
Berat, iya.
Nyerah, jangan.

Nangis, silahkan.
Berhenti bekerja, jangan.

I wish I could explain what happended in the past 2 months, but words are not enough, and I don't think I have the mental capacity at the moment to replay each and every story.

But ugh, what I know for sure is that this chapter is one of a kind.
Doing residency is nothing like medical school.
It's more intense, the responsibility is much bigger, and the train doesn't tolerate slow-paced people.

But if I could leave a note to myself, I'd say...

Dear Edys,

I know that this is hard, and I know you feel exhausted, lost, and sometimes incapable.

But baby girl, this is the kind of war you win just by showing up daily.

You don't need to kill each goliath daily, just show up daily.

Please love yourself.

Stop beating up yourself and ruminating on your mistakes, you're just a student, doing and learning things for the first time.

Take a deep breath.

Pray.

Know that Abba's got your back.

And always have your support system close.

Please don't let the negative talks win.

You have done more than you admit, don't belittle yourself, don't be your worst critique.

Be your greatest supporter, please.

From this chapter on, be kind to yourself.

Love,
G