I work in an inpatient psychiatric unit.
And you got it, it’s not an easy line of work.
My heart bleeds for them sometimes.
Other times, I just have to take a deep breath, take everything with a grain of salt.
and just smile because of reasons like this:
Patient: I just think about how God put us all on this earth. We all have God watching over us. I know I have to fix my life. I want to and God wants me to. The people who loved me the most beat me…what kind of life is that? And I get angry sometimes. I get angry a lot. And it’s because of my parents. But I know that it doesn’t define me.
Me: I love that. Just remember that you’ll have times when you fall, but that doesn’t mean that you’ve failed.
Patient: Yeah……you’re right….
*Stares off into space looking in deep thought*
Patient: I just picked my butt.