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16.2.11
One of the hardest lessons is learning to prioritize. We're trained to do all we can to save life and limb, but, if cutting off a limb, means saving a life, we learn to do it without hesitation. It's not an easy lesson to learn, and it always comes down to one question, "what are the stakes?" What do we stand to gain or lose? At the end of the day, we're just gamblers trying not to bet the farm.

when we receive, we render the best care. you make them better till they can walk all over again. you dress their wound. take good care of their stitches. lighten their staples. before you know it, they walk out a brand new person all over again.

but today. when i stand outside the glass door. and i look at you from outside. i couldn't do anything. i couldn't do anything to make things better. i watched you fight helplessly. i wished i could do something. for all that i'm made, i really wished i could do something. for all those lives that i brought back at the last minute, for all those ungrateful douchbags i cared for till they healed, for all those time, i wished all of it was for you. please come back.
you're breaking my heart. :(