Diary of a Hopeless Romantic
Pt. 1 - …and suddenly there was you
I am not sure what was the start of this drama-like “more or less” romance genre I am experiencing, but somehow it started…
What I do remember is how we met- him and I- or should I rather say how we interacted the first time.
My new job just began and everything was kind of new to me, but just how it always is, you fake all your confidence and act like you carry the world on your shoulders… or is that just me?
I came back from being sick and suddenly my whole work life was resetted again, new computer programme, change of location of the ward I was in charge of… I was overwhelmed but also quite energized to show what I am capable of, so I stepped out of my office, confident and determined (from the outside).
The first impression he must have had was a “who is this kid acting like an adult?”, but much later I realized he was doing the same- faking confidence.
I argued with a doctor about if a patient can or can not go to a different rehab clinic. She wanted the patient to go there, but I was sure she couldn't. Spoiler: I was right. He meddled with me in that exact (also wrong) moment. Timing was horrible, so I kind of told him off and ignored him afterwards.
Perfect first impression he had. And this probably applies to me too.
I kept thinking in a kind of bad way about him. He was just there, a very new doctor, trying whatever to be whatever. I actually did not take him seriously at all, yet now I speak highly of him.
Whatever he did, I kind of ridiculed him. (My bad). But what made me change my mind?
Actually it was me being completely stressed out and annoyed by my work (once more). Now I am not even sure when it was since work really hurt my mental health more than just one time. I sat down on the dirty hospital floor in a not that crowded part- hoping no one would notice me. But he did.
He turned around on his way to either the ward or his office to come over towards me. He called my name, smiling. “Is everything ok?”, he asked and waited for me to just rant about my work being stressful. He then just accepted my “but everything’s going ok” and left, not asking anything, just listening and somehow caring…
And that’s when I started to actually give him a chance. I started to slowly but surely think of him as a person worth a try.
And back then I did not mean it in a romantic kind of way, I meant it professionally. I wanted to watch him grow into being a decent doctor and smiling just because I know I did my tiny little part there.
So now after reviewing the beginning of this story I would retitle the chapter. How about we call it “Why would I waste my time on someone who doesn’t even ask if I am okay?”
I would really have dated less if I asked myself that.
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