Not too long ago, a friend of mine asked why exactly I wanted to be a vet so badly. And at first, I didn't know. It wasn't until a few days later when we had a scare with my diabetic cat, one I have known my entire life, that it hit me. Growing up, I was never the most social of children, and I would much prefer to bury my nose in a good book instead of playing during recess, and that made me a little bit of an outcast, so to speak. Long story short, I never really had a lot of friends. Reflecting upon that made me realize why I want to be a vet. I want to save people's best friends. Sure, I could be a doctor for people, but that wasn't what resonated with me through my entire life. My best friends were always animals, it didn't matter what kind. They were my best friends, and I know there are many people who feel the same about their pets. That's been giving me the motivation recently to go through tough school courses that, without it, would have led to me giving up. I feel like that's one reason some people give up on their dream, they're not sure why they wanted to do it in the first place other than they have a passion for it.
That's my motivation.