People often tell me, "You're so strong." And someone would say to me, "You don't have to be strong. I'm here for you."
But you know, strength isn't when you don't cry. It's when you cry, wash your face, put on your uniform, and go save others while there's no one to save you.

I'm not complaining. I'm just tired. Not from work, but from silence. From men who are afraid of emotions. From the phrases "hold on" instead of "let me hug you."
And yes, I look calm. Because if I start talking, I might ...

Yes, August 5 is my birthday. It would seem that this is a day of fireworks, gifts and bright emotions... But do you know what I really want? Not loud surprises and not expensive things. I want warmth. I want love. I want this day to be special

I believe that happiness is not the scale of the holiday, but who is next to you at this moment.

If you are a doctor and think that a “quiet day” will ever come in your life, then you have most likely confused your life with a vacation in Switzerland. In the meantime, hold on to your coffee mug tightly and don’t believe in the legend of eight hours of sleep. It doesn’t exist. It’s a conspiracy!

Recently I decided to give myself a “minute of rest”. I sat down in the doctor’s office and closed my eyes. Four minutes later I woke up from my own snoring — standing up. Legend has it that I also ...

Sometimes it seems to me that "being strong" is a diagnosis.
You cope with night shifts, with other people's screams and pain, with anxiety inside and in the eyes of patients. You know how to pull yourself together, drink coffee on the go and squeeze out the last of your energy so as not to let anyone down.
And then you come home - and... silence. No "how are you?", no "hold on", not even a banal "I'm here".

Everyone thinks that you can handle it. Always.
Because you are a doctor. Because you a...