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[cbear]

I hate growing up. I feel like my life is gowing swimmingly (at least for someone asexual, but I'll get to that later). The caring person in me makes me want to try to fix everything that isn't perfect. I guess that's why I'm on the nursing track. But more and more, I'm realizing that in both nursing and life, nothing will change unless the

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[stillbothered]

honey honey honey- claire my dearest- you are fantastic. and please, if you get anything out of this comment, i hope it is this: however harsh, howevere trivial, truth be told, perfection is illusion. always out of reach, in constant limbo, perfection is a step further than any of us can go. but you help so many people, your friends, and now in nursing you can help people you may never see again- but you may save their life claire. their life - whether it be full of turmoil or joy, you will continue that life for them, and perhaps if their life was harsh, they may see it as a chance to persue a better life. you work so hard to fix everyone, to fix it all even. honey, fix what cannot fix itself. but if you can leave it up to the individual, do so. just inspire them to fix themselves hon. give them some hope- show them something tranquily monumental. you cannot ease the world's pain hon- however hard you work. you aren't wonder woman, neither am i. but for god's dear sake, you are a hero in my (and i'm positive many others') eyes.