assault that broke my heart. no sleep at night thanks to nightmares haunting. getting completely drenched this morning. coated in blood because some bitch couldn't control her drunken tendencies and smashed her beer bottle across her hemophiliac husband's face. arriving on scene to an 18 month old to find it already too far gone to save, trying anyway to placate his mum.
sorry. it really isn't all that bad. i just let the bad get to me. i'd say the good would be saving the 2 year old, taking care of the guy who was stabbed in the chest, and any lives saved that wouldn't have been. i just take every mistake as my fault and let it all weigh down on me. you know me, i do that.
Yes, I do know you and I know how you are... but I also know that in your profession, if you take every mistake to heart as your fault, you'll be bogged down by a heavy conscience and won't be able to perform up to your standards.
i'm a burned out medic falling asleep during classes and on ambulances, breaking my leg and making mistakes that has the weight of the world on my shoulders. not much worth there.
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I miss you.
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it's a blast. can't you tell?
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:*(
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And that would be bad. :-)
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