I can't help but feel fear of going to work sometimes. Sometimes I go there hoping I don't mess up or make a mistake that can kill someone. I always tell my self to take my time and just try to be as safe and effective as I possibly can. I tell my self that every time a patient and their family get mad and lash out at me, that I can't blame them and that its just a response to their hospitalization. I tell my self that no matter what, at the end of the day I did the best I could and had my patient's back. However, I always have a small voice in the back of my head that keeps demoralizing me and makes me feel that I'll never be up to par to the other nurses I work with. What's worse, my orientation will be over with another 2-3 weeks. I try to stay mentally strong, but I believe my fear lies in that strength during out on me, something that I always took pride in.
I write this at this hour, hoping that this venting will help me sleep for what lies ahead tomorrow, and that my higher power continues to provide me with that strength to get through another day.