Ever since childhood, I've pondered my purpose in life. Why does everyone else seem to have it all figured out while I'm still searching? What is my purpose, and does it align with my aspirations? It wasn't until college that I discovered my passion: helping others. I realized that true fulfillment comes from selflessness, sacrificing comfort for the betterment of those in need. Pursuing this dream led me to a job at a rehabilitation center, where I facilitated CBT sessions, provided counseling, and engaged with patients, finding profound satisfaction in my work.

However, recent events have clouded my once fervent enthusiasm. I've encountered deceit and manipulation from colleagues, tarnishing my intentions and eroding my confidence. The constant anxiety of facing their negativity has tainted my love for the job. Despite my dedication to helping others, the toxic environment has left me feeling conflicted.

While I cherish the opportunity to serve patients and have supportive colleagues, the toxicity within the workplace has taken its toll. I find myself dreading each workday, withdrawing from interactions, and second-guessing my abilities. It's not the patients I've grown indifferent to, but rather the toxicity of certain colleagues that weighs heavily on me.

Yet, amidst this internal struggle, I'm torn between leaving and staying. Despite the challenges, I'm determined to continue making a difference in the lives of those I serve. I cling to the hope of finding coping mechanisms to navigate this dilemma and reclaim my passion for the work I once loved.