still working, finally catching on

at first i wanted to complain about everything wrong in my life, but isnt that pointless? of course it is, its proposterous. work is so overrated, i work in a hospital, whooptydedoo. of course when i see the kids that come in a just love it, i'm good at what i do, putting on a smile and making other people happy when they should be crying. is that right? should I make them happy, or should i sit there and let them cry and just offer them a hand to hold, or a should to lean on. I worry about complete strangers, when i should worry about myself....is there anyone else out there like me? shouldnt i only care about myself,and my family......