“My name is Marco. I am a nurse. And today, I cried in the hallway.” 💔
Behind every steady hand and calm smile, there’s a human heart carrying invisible scars. Nurses are praised as “angels in scrubs,” but the truth is—we break too. We grieve, we ache, and sometimes, we lean against cold hospital walls, letting the tears fall.
This isn’t weakness. It’s humanity. And it’s the very reason we show up, shift after shift—because we care, deeply.
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