Is That Me?

I believe I may be having an identity crisis.  I mean, I'm not sure I know who I am at this point in my life.  The irony in this situation is I worked very hard to have this crisis.  I see who I want to be.  That is very clear.  Where is my disconnect?  Should I even write about this?  Does anybody else know how this feels?  Maybe putting these thoughts out there into the faceless world of the Internet will help me sort things out.  Even thinking about the words to express my feelings here brings a great deal of clarity.  (Please accept my apology for my vagueness.)  Yes, things have suddenly become quite clear.  (Thank you Internet.  Internet does not reply, as it is faceless...)  I want to be a professional at work and kind and caring towards everyone in my life.  I need to remember some of my authentic leadership lessons from university. (Dr. Joiner's classes come to mind.)  My problem has arisen from my desire to be friends with my coworkers.  Problem is I'm the charge nurse so, although we are coworkers, we are not on equal planes.  (Not really...)  So, I have decided to be professional and that's it.  That does not exclude kind and caring.  This will help me avoid being emotionally invested in what others think of me at work.  Not to shirk blame completely, of course.  I am by no means perfect.  (Gasp...not really...)  I mean, I love my job, but work is work.  I go to take care of my patients and then I go home.  That is simple, right?  It has not proven so but starting now it is.  Theory will become practice.  Perhaps I will get back with you and let you know how it goes Internet.  (Internet says nothing.)  Alright, this has been cathartic; one layer of dust off the proverbial mirror.