I've made my mind - I am leaving Cambridge University.
It is not fair that I am taking up someone's place, when I am not making the best of my time here. Just because I don't want to be a doctor anymore, it doesn't mean that I have the right to stop someone else from becoming one.
I've already cancelled my classes and emptied my locker. I didn't tell any of my classmates I wouldn't be returning next September because I didn't want to deal with their questions.
I am incredibly relieved now that I made this decision, but I am also a little ashamed. It's exhausting to seek society's approval at all times, but I seem to be incapable of not to give damn about what other people think - no matter how hard I try.
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[This is part of a novel I am writing, not my real life]
