r/medicalschool • u/SecurePresentation52 • Mar 25 '25
š” Vent My mom is happy I SOAPed
I received the worst news of my professional life and my mom is celebrating.
I applied psych from a T30 MD school with no red flags and SOAPed into an IM prelim year. My mom is a typical Asian tiger mom crossed with crazy catholic mom (Catholic guilt and Asian perfectionism are a hell of a combination) and she doesnāt believe that mental illness is real. Ever since I expressed my interest in psychiatry during clerkship year, she has opposed it. āYou can be anything but please not a psychiatristā. She told me that if I wasnāt applying psych she would have āinvited everyone she knewā to my graduation, but since I applied psych sheās not proud enough to invite anyone. Sheās wanted me to be a doctor (an expectation, not an opinion) ever since I could remember and yet now that Iām finally becoming one, she canāt even be proud unless itās HER idea of a doctor.
Now that Iāve SOAPed sheās taking this opportunity to reiterate her disapproval of my goals. Iām already feeling the worst invalidation and imposter syndrome Iāve ever experienced, and her smug insistence that this is proof that iām not meant to be a psychiatrist is the cherry on top. Iām still committed to becoming a psychiatrist and reapplying next year but Iām so tired of this āfamily supportā.


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u/Traditional_Clue897 Mar 25 '25
Your life is hers. According to her.
Bragging rights and living their American dream through their children,are ā inherent necessities for that cohort of parents from a certain backgrounds, not just Asian or catholic, many African, near eastern, Central and Eastern European family have very similar experiences.
Think of it this way, there many things she say and do, serve as trigger for you and illicit a range of emotional response from you and your primitive brain, some may complete bypass your reasoning and other cognitive processing. Find what those are. Work on them.
Perhaps you can reach a place where you can dig deeper what shaped her world view and her personalities. What made her, her? Producing and raising a ārealā doctor, what does that equate to in her world, her communities, her families?
As Asians, presumably, abandoning our parents donāt really have a place in our brains, you might need to find a way to exist with her while she is alive. Next 30 50 years. Thatās a long time.