I'm a doctor, dammit, a doctor.  And I don't know how to treat my own unhappiness. An impaired human being is what I am. Now I understand we really don't know anything about curing the sick, us Doctors.

And for the record, these are the darkest days of my life. My mom's sick and she isn't getting any better. It's a constant strain on our family life. And I don't know if I can talk to my best friend, because it feels like the chemistry is waning. And I have so many deadlines approaching. I don't know how to cope without someone just pushing me through. Everything is upside down.  And all everyone can offer is words. I don't need words. I need someone to tell me that I'm not worthless. Because that is what it feels like now.

Salam

I just went thru this post in ur blog, that u did a month ago. I just hope whatever problems u had last month have disappeared by now, Insha Allah...


TIC and never lose heart!

i hear you..your words touch me. I have just read a large part of your blogger post and found many things in common..especially the mind and heart departments..never stop being sensitive. i think you are beautiful...