I have a great job – I get paid to help people. Not only that, I get paid to help people when they are critically ill and dying – in other words, when they are the most vulnerable and in desperate need of help.
WTF!? Does it really get any better than that?
Mind you, it’s a ridiculously hard job – sometimes mentally and physically brutal – but at the end of the day, although it may seem like you’ve been beaten with a stick, you actually feel like you did something.
So no matter how tired I am, I have this thing I tell myself in order to get in the right frame of mind for work.
Let’s go help some people.
After this mental adjustment, I’m good to go.