Confessions of a Recovering Dentist
Confessions of a Recovering Dentist
After 10 years in practice, I was so burnt out that I could no longer practice dentistry. This blog shares my experiences to inspire other dentists to find career happiness-- whether in or out of dentistry.
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Confession #8: Trading One Obsession for Another

3/25/2021 10:34:41 AM   |   Comments: 0   |   Views: 50

As I mentioned in my last post, work stress really started taking its toll on me.  For the first few years, I was distracted by friends, a new lifestyle, and dating.  Back in dental school, most of my friends were guys.  They often shared funny dating stories and jokes about how every 28 year-old woman wanted to get married.  They were fine dating 27 year-old gals, but those 28 year-olds were on a mission, and these guys wanted no part in it.  I laughed right along with them and made fun of how desperate these women seemed.  That was never going to be me.  Well, I woke up one day at 28… and that was me.

Desperate, 28-year-old me was too busy to worry about my job.

I was determined to do something about it, and sometimes I can be a little obsessive about things.  For me, it was not about a timeline and the need to have something done by a certain age, but it was about a feeling I had.  I was ready.  It was less about having a wedding and being “married,” and more about finding that lucky guy to share my life.  If dentistry was my day job, finding a man was my side gig.  What I’m saying is, I had a huge distraction, and I was having way too much fun to notice my feelings about dentistry.  There were bigger fish to fry.

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Eventually it happened.  I met The One, and I started this wonderful life with him.  He taught me about living in the moment and being present.  He inspired me to realize that happiness is more important than money.  I learned from him that what we do with every moment matters.  And in some way all this helped me to realize that I wasn’t living the life I was meant to live.

Once I got this husband thing under control, I now was forced to face the other big problem: my career. 

Things just got worse and worse as the days rolled on.  I found it difficult to find the will to get out of bed, drive to work, and walk into the office every day.  I arrived home daily, often in tears on the drive home, with horrible stories about the day’s troubles.  I complained about it until bedtime, only to wake up at 2 a.m. ruminating over the same stories again and again.  Some weeks it was night after night, getting only 3 hours of sleep.  The insomnia was hell, and it didn't help make the next day any better.

Then one day I finally decided I needed out.  I couldn’t do this anymore.  I had a business lunch with a sales rep from a dental supply company.  I barely knew him, but we had really connected, so I felt comfortable asking him for help.  I asked Patrick if he liked his job, and if it was something I should consider doing.  I came clean about being unhappy as a dentist, and this seemed like the only way to transfer my skills. What else could I possibly do with such specific and seemingly limited skills?  I’m pretty sure he thought I was crazy.  He talked me out of it and helped convince me that it was the job– not the career.  I agreed that I owed it to myself to explore that.  I mean, it certainly was the responsible thing to do– and not to mention the easiest.  He introduced me to a great guy who had just opened a new practice and was looking for an associate.  When I met him, I knew that was it.  This was my dental dream job.  We shared similar values and beliefs.  I had found my perfect match.

The romance wasn’t over after all, and I was eager to start living happily ever after.

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