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Give Me Risk, or Give Me Death

A weekly treatise on committing to one’s heart instead of hiding inside a career of acclaim, acceptance, and complacency. 

In 2022 at 33 years old, I left my career as a doctor, where I could earn $400,000 per year. I owed $200,000 in student loans. I quit because that life was killing me. And it wasn’t medicine’s fault. I have plenty of friends who love medicine, who love taking care of patients. It was my fault; I never wanted to be a doctor. I needed to find out what I wanted. My life was on the line. 

Since, I’ve started a furniture company. That was a surprising plot twist. And I write. Every Thursday, I pen an essay aimed at sharing what it took (and what it takes) to own a life I love, and share the audio version here. 

If you’d like to join one of my free courses or check out other things (including books) that I’ve written, head over to my website https://fightmastermd.com/

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A weekly treatise on committing to one’s heart instead of hiding inside a career of acclaim, acceptance, and complacency. In 2022 at 33 years old, I left my career as a doctor, where I could earn $400,000 per year. I owed $200,000 in student loans. I quit because that life was killing me. And it wasn’t medicine’s fault. I have plenty of friends who love medicine, who love taking care of patients. It was my fault; I never wanted to be a doctor. I needed to find out what I wanted. My life was on the line. Since, I’ve started a furniture company. That was a surprising plot twist. And I write. Every Thursday, I pen an essay aimed at sharing what it took (and what it takes) to own a life I love, and share the audio version here. If you’d like to join one of my free courses or check out other things (including books) that I’ve written, head over to my website https://fightmastermd.com/ Join my newsletter (https://fightmastermd.com/newsletter) and get first book for free today.

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