Gratitude

I said that I was going to write on this blog to describe some of the things I discovered while I was applying to medical school. Well, I'm finally getting around to doing it.

One aspect of my life that I discovered was my extreme gratitude for my experiences in life and my opportunity to be gay. I know that some people see being gay as a curse, but I see it has a blessing. I have experienced being a minority; I have experienced the emotional pain that comes with inner turmoil; I have learned that there is more to life than society's definitions of what is right and what is wrong; I have learned to be comfortable in my own skin; I have learned to take off the mask of masculinity; I have learned what true love is; and most importantly, I have gained more sympathy and empathy for those who are lost, in pain, or confused. This lessons I have learned have taught me what it truly means to be a doctor. A doctor is someone who cares about their patient, but it isn't only in the setting of the office. A true doctor or healer tries to rid the person of all of the pain, hurt, confusion, stress, and uncertainty that comes from having an illness. I know that I can do this. I can be that kind of doctor because I learned all of the lessons I mentioned above. Being gay is not a curse. Being gay helped me become who I am today and I am extremely grateful for the experiences God has allowed me to have.

If there is anything that my faithful readers would like to hear me talk about, such as one of the lessons I learned, I would be more than happy to use that as my next post. Let me know what you would like to hear from me.