Some matches just leave you feeling hollow. Just finished another random battleground that felt like herding drunk cats through a slaughterhouse. We barely won, but you’d never know it from the way my teammates acted afterward.
I spent the whole match glued to the backline, bubbling anyone who took a hit, sniping Penance across the field, and keeping Atonement rolling while throwing out whatever else I could. I kept three different idiots alive who had no business still breathing by the end of it.
And what did I get for it?
Nothing.
Not a single “thanks for the heals.” Not even a grunt of acknowledgment. Just silence.
But the second we started losing mid for half a minute? Suddenly everyone had something to say.
Some warrior (the same one who face-pulled half the enemy team and then stood in a void rift like it was a hot spring) yelled across the battlefield, “WANT TO BUY HEALS!” loud enough for everyone to hear. As if I hadn’t already burned through most of my mana just trying to keep his reckless ass from dying every thirty seconds.
I wanted to scream back that I’d already saved him from at least four different deaths he walked into willingly. Instead I just sighed, dropped another bubble on him, and kept healing.
It’s always like this.
I make a point of thanking people when they do something helpful. I’ll call out a warlock for dropping a soulwell. I’ll thank a mage for putting down a refreshment table. I figure if someone’s bothering to do something that makes everyone’s life easier, they should hear it.
But me? I could bubble the flag carrier out of certain death, keep half the team standing through sheer willpower, and still top the healing charts… and it’s like I’m invisible. The bubbles pop and people just assume they got lucky. The Atonement ticks away and nobody notices the priest quietly holding everything together.
They only notice when someone dies. Then suddenly it’s the healer’s fault.
I’m not asking to be praised like some kind of hero. I don’t need a parade. A simple “thanks for the heals” once in a while would be nice. Something that lets me know someone saw the work.
Instead I get blamed by the same people I just kept alive through sheer spite and good positioning.
I’m sitting at a quiet little inn just outside Silvermoon right now, nursing a spiced bloodwine and staring at nothing. My head’s still buzzing from the match. Tomorrow I’ll probably queue again, because apparently I enjoy suffering.
But Light above… would it kill people to say thank you every once in a while?
Just once?
~Sahsha
(Healer Who Does Everything and Gets Nothing)