Had to kick an old friend out of the rehab facility I work for tonight. Was one of the closest guys to me when I went through it, always so solid, then when he left the program, he relapsed, and half a year later I'm telling him I'm glad to see him back and safe, and internally my hearts' breaking to see him in that shape. He did alright for a while, then came in wasted, and I'm put in a position where I have no choice but to follow policy and put him back on the street.
Seems like once a month now I have to make a hard choice with someone I consider a friend, and do my job properly without allowing my emotions or natural inclination towards grace interfering. Have to tell myself they made the choice, and contiunal grace is just enabling. And I can do it, and put it behind me. Tomorrow I'll play some music, and not feel great about it, but be ok.
Unsure if this makes me a good fit for the job, or a sociopath.