Today in clinicals,
An elderly patient said to me, “Look at those sad, sexy eyes. Are you ok?”
With a forced smile I replied, “I’m sorry. I’m ok. I just get sad sometimes.”
She then says, “I noticed that yesterday. Things will get better.”
I didn’t wanna tell her that there is no “better” for me.
I can’t hide it anymore
My feelings. The pain. The sadness.
Everyday it shows.
On my face.
It seeps through my pores.
I am losing control.
This is unbelievably accurate
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