How to Deal with Stress from Moral Dilemma

[hazyblue]

I'm feeling conflicted lately. I want to bash the hell out of my employer (actually not just my employer) and prevent poor nurses from coming here and potentially ruining their lives. Although I'm using dramatic words, I'm not being a warped-up depressed person here. There is seriously a problem in this side of the world that I'm considering appealing to my government. However, I don't want to get me and my friends fired because we all need jobs and we probably won't be finding any easily (hence the use of ruined lives).

I'm choosing myself in the end. But my conscience still bothers me from time to time. Maybe I'm caring too much. I mean, my seniors, never warned us for some reason.

What do you guys do with stress from the conscience? BTW, the aforementioned isn't the only moral dilemma that I am having.

[caliotter3]

You make a choice between acting according to your conscience and acting in your own best interest because you need to earn a living. There are consequences to both roads in life. Most people succumb to the need to provide for themselves and their families. Eventually their conscience tones down the accusatory thoughts. Many years ago, a coworker told me something that I've always remembered: "You can be right, and you can be dead right".

[hazyblue]

Thank you. Sigh, if it only were about working conditions and career-related problems, I'll be less stressed. I also don't like how this job is changing me as a person. As a born and raised Christian, even if I'm not a religious one at that (I think I'm ban-able from church), I've never imagined myself contemplating things like stuff I'm not sure I'm allowed to post here. The healthcare culture here is totally different from what I was used to. I don't know why. Cultural? Religious? Maybe economic?

Maybe I'm just over-stressing so I'm singling out my workplace? I've heard stories about awful workplaces before...I've been to an awful working condition before but this is the first time in my life that I felt like "why bother?"

I get it. We can't save everyone. We can only let others dies naturally. But whatever happened about dying with dignity? Dying peacefully?

Sigh. Why did I have to be poor and average? If I weren't poor or if I weren't average, I would have left this place, faster that I can blink.