‘By lunch on my first day as a doctor, I was in tears’
This anonymous doctor shares her story of how a lack of support led her to consider suicide in her first week
I have never written about this, and this is a surprise because I am normally so fluent, so eloquent, so quick to put my thoughts on paper.
I think there is residual guilt, shame festering inside me that I really wasn’t up to the job of being an intern, that I had somehow faked it through medical school and the real story would come out.
But let’s start from the beginning.
My intern placement was at hospital X. I would be away from my children and my husband. I had pledged to them, and to myself, that I would return every weekend, as often as possible. I knew it would be a difficult 10 weeks, but I thought I was up for the challenge, and would be able to get through it all.
