I don’t identify with the trope -- largely perpetuated from within the profession -- that doctoring is a noble occupation. That idea can be deconstructed as equal parts marketing and masturbation.
What I do cherish about this job is receipt of trust from strangers or acquaintances as they share intimate details of their life. It's a privilege and on top of that the unvarnished content helps with the constant recalibrating of what I understand to be the average day-to-day experience of the average person, the collective bell curve of “normal”.
Not that we want to live our lives in constant reference to a bell curve, but that curve informs our expectations of what our life could or should be like. Those expectations are biased, informed by what other people choose to present publicly and are particularly distorted by social media.