Random Thought Bubble. Nursing allowed me plenty of exposure to different kinds of people, young or old, rich or poor, sane or insane. I’ve seen SOs attacking or complaining like not any of it is their fault. In a nurse’s mind, that is very well understood. Thanks to Psychiatric Nursing and a huge amount of patience. But outside the hospital, community and clinical setting, it can be surprisingly different. At work, we can stretch our patience to the moon and back. However, when it comes to our personal relationships, it somehow turns to steel. But considering the order of things, shouldn’t that be the other way around? Or at least at par?