Yesterday’s IOP lecture was on grief and loss. It’s a heavy topic and it’s not that I didn’t look forward to it, I was probably avoiding admitting I still needed it. I think it ties a lot into my current bigger issue that is work.
Why do I try so hard at being a nurse, why do I always put others first, why do I take it so sensitively when I or my work are criticized, why why why
I think maybe past Galatea felt so very helpless at the time of my sister’s death that present Galatea is trying to work away that helplessness. I didn’t understand what had been going on so I wanted to know on a medical level, and even now I still don’t know.
I wasn’t part of that team involved with my sister’s case and I need to understand that. That was then, Tea. No amount of work will undo it, but you can work hard so others won’t feel what you’ve gone through and even then you have to understand you can’t save everyone from illness and death.
Maybe I have a savior complex.
A part of me really loves people, who they are, how they think, what makes them who they are. It’s why I went for psychology at first, I wanted to understand them. There should be no question that my intentions are to help and support others, but I’ll never be able to do so fully unless I have come to terms with that helplessness past Galatea felt.
What now tho? Do I still want to be a nurse?
Someone from processing group praised my empathy towards others, and it felt wonderful. A part of me, a paranoid me, wondered if I was being evaluated by ‘the network’ for being a psycho/sociopath that I started to believe it. Because if it were truly the case, then I wouldn’t be able to live with myself and none of this work would be worth it…
When Haejin was in therapy, she always used to say her goal was to become the best version of herself. I want to adopt that but what would that mean? What is the best version of me? I need to define that for me and work towards it.