I can juggle a full patient load now without breaking a sweat -- the meds, the charting, the emergencies, I've got it. But the second a family member gets in my face, angry and scared, something in me just crumbles. All my footing disappears and I don't know why that one thing undoes me.
More people experience this than they realize.
You handle the job fine until an angry family member makes you fall apart.
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.