I know what you mean chip, about letting her go - I feel I should have and could have done so many things differently.
Mini, thoughts with you and Malachy
can't defer exams (and chilling not possible as am on 2 other courses as well- aaaaah) but the failure rate is very high as they negative mark (who'd have thought doctors aren't meant to make mistakes eh) and if I don't meet the pass mark I have to repeat the year. It's extremely stressful, I have left it all so late in the day to start and feel like I have the knowledge now that everyone else had back in October (and when I say feel like, it's actually quite objective - they did know this stuff back then) so that is stressing me as is DS and psycho ex P upping the court threats and stalkering, and I guess financial worries and so forth. I have become very withdrawn socially - I avoid everything that is not compulsory, I never see my friends. I get quite panicky at the moment too and every so often will be in the middle of a busy place and it's as if time stands still for me and I'm surrounded by this whirring madness and I start to feel all fragmented and peculiar and uneasy.
I had panic attacks a few years ago, awful. I haven't had any recently (though there's always an undercurrent of panicking about exams mainly) I think my main thing is nightmares about it/ migraines in the day
sorry thanks for hand holding 
That poem is very true!
I wonder if I will ever feel normal but then it seems to come in waves, where I cope better for a time, and then dip down again. People who haven't lexperienced the loss of achild would often say 'accept it' or 'move on' etc . I don't think I will ever accept it.
I also find it troubling that I have used DD as an excuse to do medicine, which is what I always wanted to do beforehand, but as if I am doing the wrong thing by using her posthumously as my reason for doing something I want to do, I feel like her life should have more worth than to inspire someone frankly older and less worthy of existence to go on. It kind of breaches the Kantian imperative of personhood, really, and I feel I have accidentally devalued her. I know that sounds a bit mad
but yeah I am just feeling very guilty, I guess, for being alive when she is not.