Most days were okay. Even while surrounded by profilers - with one of them being so much more to you than that - you were able to maintain a straight face and do everything that was expected from you. It might cost you more of your vigor than your colleagues but you made it work. For your own sake and that of the people’s lives you were saving. Putting on your professional demeanor and not letting the hints of your struggles show, you could go through your workday just like anyone else.
