Don't get me wrong, I love my job, or at least I usually do, I wouldn't be doing it if I didn't, but I've had a couple of really rough days and I've been laying in bed trying to remember why it is that we put up with all the crap, and the pain and the heartache that we can see in this business and I just can't come up with an answer to that question.
I know everyone is going to die sometime, and I know that perfectly good people, and horrible, awful people have their lives forever changed by illness and injury everyday and I know that these things are going to happen despite all of our best efforts to prevent and treat them, and usually I am okay with that. Tonight I keep asking myself why we knowingly subject ourselves to these situations day in and day out, night after night.
Just yesterday I was talking with a co-worker about how bothered I was at how numb I'd become to some of the things that we see in this business. Tonight I'm wishing that the numbness would return.
I know everyone is going to die sometime, and I know that perfectly good people, and horrible, awful people have their lives forever changed by illness and injury everyday and I know that these things are going to happen despite all of our best efforts to prevent and treat them, and usually I am okay with that. Tonight I keep asking myself why we knowingly subject ourselves to these situations day in and day out, night after night.
Just yesterday I was talking with a co-worker about how bothered I was at how numb I'd become to some of the things that we see in this business. Tonight I'm wishing that the numbness would return.
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