Earlier this year, one of my patients asked me if I remembered her daughter (also one of my patients). She thanked me for my kindness and good work, and told me that her daughter wouldn't be coming in anymore. I often have to give a kleenex to a patient; it's rare that I also have to take one myself.

I may have mentioned... I am too soft for this fucking job.

And yet! One of the reasons I'm really fucking good at this job? I'm the right kind of too soft.