Mama M's Soul Advice

I am a student in the School of Nursing. I guess I don’t have a lot of self-confidence in general, but I know I am in the right place. The thing that I don’t understand is how other people seem so much more confident than me, especially the medical students with whom we occasionally share teaching sessions. It seems like they are so much more confident, and that they might even feel superior to nursing students. Or is it that I feel inferior to them?
As the holidays are getting near again, I get so depressed. I don’t know why, but I do. Do you have any advice to help me get out of the seasonal depression? I don’t want to take medicine, and I really don’t think I need therapy. I just want to get through it with a better attitude. I actually don’t think it’s possible, but any ideas you have would be appreciated.
Being in grad school here is putting a horrible crimp in my family life. I have a wife and two young kids, and all my time spent in the lab doing research is just killing me. I can't find the energy to be fully present with my wife or with my kids. I get home tired and frustrated, and even though I tell myself on the ride home my new mantra: "Tonight, I will be fully present," I can't seem do it.
I am a student in the School of Medicine, in the middle of my first year now. I love school, I love studying and learning, and I love being here. But I get so insecure when I realize that I can’t really retain everything I am supposed to be reading. I have fallen so behind in my studying, and I am so nervous about our exams. We are supposed to learn so much about things I have never heard of (I was not a science major in college). I don’t know if I can cut it. How am I ever going to become a good doctor if I can’t remember all this important material? Please help.
As a grad student, I feel like I’ve spent the past three years of my life running in place. I haven’t had any professional or personal successes: no paper, no graduation in sight, no relationship, and I feel left out of life. It seems like everyone around me has something to be congratulated about, and I’m coming to resent it. How can I be happier for my friends when good things happen to them without just being angry and jealous?
Help! I’m trapped in the lab ... because of myself! My advisor is really great and doesn’t pressure me to work in the lab 24/7. But when I’m not there, all I can think about is how I'm lazy and how I’m not getting work done. It’s so bad, that every time I want to do something fun, there’s a part of me telling me that I shouldn’t waste time and that I should be at work. This guilt is driving me crazy. What can I do about it
Will I be alone for the rest of my life? I am 33 years old and I still haven’t found The One. I am an older medical student, in second year now, and I look around at everyone else in the world, and all I see are couples. Everyone seems to be paired or coupled, and they all seem so happy. But I am still alone. And I don’t feel happy being alone.
I am a new third-year medical student, and I am terrified. I have heard from others that the third year is killer, that I will be the low man on the totem pole, and that I will feel stupid and lost and alone all the time. And then there’s all the real-life death and blood and guts and so on. Don’t get me wrong — I’m kinda thrilled about it, but terrified too. I wake up in sweats at night, after dreaming that I made a mistake that kills someone in the ICU or in the Emergency Room, and so on. I have done well on all the book learning of med school and I think I can handle it intellectually, but I just don’t feel prepared for what I think I'm getting into.
I am nearing the end of my first year in Pharmacy School. My problem is, I feel like I am an impostor. I just don’t think I'm smart enough to be here. Honestly, I don’t know how I got accepted here. I think it is some kind of mistake. It’s not that I am stupid, not really, but I am not that smart either—not compared to all my hot-shot classmates. They are so smart.
People tell me I am too nice to be a good doctor. The thing is, I am near the end of medical school — I graduate in two months, actually, and I guess I haven’t learned how to be tough. I am not jaded like a lot of my classmates, who have learned from tough patients and tough times on the wards. They tell me that I am still too innocent and too trusting of people, and that I care too much about being gentle and about listening to people and their stories.