Her beautifully blue eyes… 👀

“I know you from somewhere,” she said, smiling at me 🙂

And I denied it. Not because I didn’t know from where, but because I didn’t want to tell her.

“I’m sure we’ve met!” she insisted, her gaze never leaving mine.

“Sorry… you never met me. Never, ever,” I replied in my broken English, hiding the truth.

Because she met me in HELL 🔥

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⚰️ At the Edge of Hell and Death

At the edge between Hell and Death, I was there.
Holding her hands 🤲 Looking into those same blue eyes 💎
Showing her the garden flowers 🌸 and telling her stories about perfumes.

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🤍 I Was There With You

I sat with you. I walked with you. I fed you.
I stood up for you—every single time 💪

I defended you against every seclusion, every forced treatment decision made by untrained, careless nurses.

Yes, I was the one.
I wrote report after report 📝
I became a whistleblower 📢

And I risked everything—my job, my financial security, my child waiting at home 👶

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🔥 You Traveled Hell With Me

It was me. With me, you traveled through Hell.
You were the last one I stood up for before I was fired ❌

I stood ALONE against the most powerful organized systems of cruelty in the world.

And do you know why❓
Because I saw what they did to you 😢 And to so many others.

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💔 Destroyed to Rebuild

They destroyed you to “rebuild” you.
And they destroyed me too. And others.

Too many lives were shattered by them 💥
They destroyed my family, my trust in people, my belief in the genuineness of human souls 💭💔

They are worse than Hell itself—
because Hell is fought by God 🙏, not supported by Him.
It took me a long time to understand that.

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🚫 Don’t Remember Me

I am happy you are okay now 🌼

But like all who went through it, they saved your body by breaking your soul.
That is what they always do.

So no—you don’t know me.
And I don’t want to know you too.

Both of us lived through Hell.
But I was the nurse who stood by you 👩‍⚕️

Please, don’t remember me 🙏
Because if you do, the memories may come rushing back and it might be too much.

For both of us.

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🌸 Remember This Instead

Walk through the garden 🌿
Smell the flowers 🌹
Remember the song 🎶

And keep this in your heart:

Someone stood up for you when you couldn’t. That someone was me 💙

I don’t want to remember your name.
Just your blue eyes.
Just your story.

Live happy 🌞

— A No One Nurse