You say you want my secrets. You say you want to know how I really feel. I don't think you do.
Are you ready to hear me cry out for help? Are you prepared to battle alongside me? Will you suffer my thoughts, my fears, my dreams? I don't think so.
I am alone. But I am not lonely. I do not spread my struggles in search of pity or aid. Your help is welcome, but I cannot, will not, depend upon it.
"I swear, by my life and my love of it, that I will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine."
-Ayn Rand
Will this kind of thouhgt makes one a better doctor?
ReplyDeleteI think so, if truely lives up to.