1) I worry for my safety all the time. The patients I work with are all over the place, and many live near me. While most "actual psych patients" are not violent in my experience, the drug addicts we take care of are verbally and physically aggressive (with legal charges for assault/restraining orders). I'm constantly looking over my shoulder where ever I go, fearing I'll be attacked. I often dislike going out, because I'm afraid I'll encounter a former patient. I also call family members at random times to check up on them.
2) I've lost compassion for most people, I see the worst in people now, and yes, I too have lost faith in humanity. It's only when I'm NOT at work that I realize there is still good in this world. I've become a bitter, angry, ranting person.
3) I dislike small talk more than ever, and most of the time I don't even want to see people because work has drained me so much. I just want to lie around and watch Netflix all day.
I don't like who nursing has made me, or rather...what I've become from being a nurse. Not someone I'd be proud of.