I’m not a doctor yet. But I’ve gotten farther than I was supposed to.
I didn’t grow up around medicine — not in my home, not in my neighborhood, not in the system I came up through.
I grew up in Florida’s foster care system and started this journey with more questions than answers, and fewer resources than most. What I did have — and still have — is grit.
Medicine hasn’t always gone my way. I’ve had a few missteps. Moments that made me question if I could keep up, if I belonged, or if this was even possible.
But the way I see it, perseverance is part of the training.
I’m currently on a research year — learning, growing, and building. I started this blog to document the path as I walk it, not from the finish line.
If you’re coming from a place where you weren’t expected to succeed — and you’re trying anyway — I hope this space reminds you that you’re not alone.