Your job is not your identity.
It’s a role you play for a broken system.
Your body, your marriage, your kids, your joy—those are the things that will testify for or against you when it’s quiet.
Me, a resident, standing at the charge nurse’s desk for the 10th time this shift to ask some question I should probably know the answer to already or to make yet another ridiculous request
im processing matching into my dream program, and also processing that its at a dream location, whilst also processing that I will be far from home for a while.
med twitter, you have disappointed me on so many levels..
you no longer have the right to say you didn't see what has gone down.. your conscience will never forget.