Quarter life crisis

Today I met a reg.
Hip and happy she looked.
Took a year off,
To have kids I guessed.
To re-evaluate she said.
If this was my thing.
Final year advanced trainee she was,
A mere one year from consultancy.
Then she added that
She needed time to think
If doctoring was even her thing.
I gaped at her silently.
Prestigious specialty in hand,
But let it go she may.
And the horror i felt for her
Because I understood what she meant.
I feel sick to the gut.
The exact same shit I’m pondering.
Is this where I really want my life to go?
What the hell is wrong with me?

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