It Only Made Me Louder. 🔊 Good Intentions, Bad Faith I went to Bon Secours  with good intentions. I wanted to serve patients , build a better clinic , and bring consistent neurological care  to a community that desperately needed it. I thought reason would win out — that someone, somewhere in leadership would realize patients deserved access to care  and physicians deserved a safe environment  to provide it. But instead of accountability, I met retaliation. ⚠️ Retaliation in

I was thrown into litigation while living with PTSD. Begging — begging  — for the award-winning “physician mental health services”  they brag about in recruitment ads. The ones they plaster on glossy brochures. The ones I was locked out of. ✍🏽 When Therapy Wasn’t an Option, Writing Became One Instead of therapy, I started writing. The Workers’ Comp portal  became my therapy journal. As I explained why I was not going to withdraw my case except through a fair settlement, I

They thought pushing me out would silence me. Instead, they created their own worst nightmare. ⏳ The Joke When the retaliation was at its peak, my sister said something that stuck with me: “They should have just let you go back to work. If you were busy taking care of patients, you wouldn’t have time to be dragging them on social media and filing complaints everywhere.” And she was right. 💥 The Backfire By retaliating, pushing me out, and locking me out of the systems, the