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I love the internet and consider it man’s greatest invention. It brings us all together in wonderful ways.
During my internship year, I thought I was the only one who knew all her patients who had died and kept them in her head. I wrote about them on Facebook and got comments from other doctors that made me delete the post and cower. I thought I wasn’t normal.
Then one day on Twitter, a male doctor wrote about why he couldn’t practice clinical medicine, and when I read it, it was as if I had written it. It was cathartic to see the replies of fellow doctors who feel their patients’ deaths as much as I do.
Some of the doctors were like my friends who don’t feel anything, but what mattered was that there were others who feel as much as I do and cry in the wards just like I used to. There were those who said they lay awake seeing the faces of the dead, and there were those who failed time after time to stop loving their patients just like me.
Another day, someone wanted to know if other doctors feel anxious about working alone in a facility as the only doctor-on-call. I had asked my closest friend this question a year ago. He’s a doctor and he said he never feels anxious.
I wanted to ask my sister who’s also a doctor, but I couldn’t. She is always courageous and confident. When she shares what she has done while alone, I am in awe. So I kept my fears to myself.
That day, the doctor’s tweet sparked a conversation and made me realize that it wasn’t just me. So many of the senior doctors on Twitter or Medtwitter, as we call it, shared the same fears. Thankfully, they all agreed that it gets better with time. I am certainly looking forward to when I can breathe easier and feel more confident.
I also recently stumbled on a thread about people who forget random things like I do. When they shared their browser histories, they were like mine. It’s nice to see people from all over the world and realize that we’re not as strange as we think we are. Other people have “weird” browsing habits too!
I have so many examples of finding relatable yet unique stories online, and I can’t stop marveling at the serendipity of it all: We are unique in our special ways, yet similar.
This to me is the magic of the internet. It makes us realize how alike we all are, and helps us find communities where we fit in.
I am so thankful for the people and companies who made the internet and its abundant possibilities a reality.
Feature image via Pexels.