I'm not entirely sure how I ended up here.
I always seemed to make the right choices in life. I always seemed to be the one who knew where they were going. Something has clearly changed now and as much as I have spent my life so far being anchored to the right choices I now feel adrift in a sea of indecision.
Where to start?
I've always achieved. Since being a child in primary school, I have read at a higher level than my peers, behaved inexplicably well in school, been described as 'a pleasure to teach' more times than I've can count. I have passed exam after exam, studied for hour after hour received three university undergraduate degrees and one extremely difficult medical postgraduate degree. Got the job I always wanted in the region I always wanted with the speciality I always wanted.
Now I've made a mistake somewhere.
It's beginning to affect my health. Over achieving is seriously bad for your health. Physically and socially.
This blog is my attempt to describe my recovery from the most difficult place I've ever been to. A city called Indecision on the outskirts of Error, populated by the people of the NHS.
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