I come to work five days a week. I don't see my kids. I see even less of my partner. I kill myself every single day to hit targets set by people that don't have to do the job, and I'm pretty good at it. I go home tired, aching and stressed. Everyday. And the one day that I miss the target, the first time in months..... they're on me like a bad rash.
How have we allowed our lives to become this absolute nightmare?
Been there, consider a new job. I was depressed this time last year until redundancies came up at work, now i work very slightly less hours closer to home for less money and I'm not feeling like you anymore.
It's easy to feel like it's not that bad because you're in the swing of things and keeping your head above water, and weeks turn into months, but it's not sustainable.
A new job can make a world of difference, it certainly did for me after a break between my old one, but it's not always so simple and making the change can seem like a momentous task when you're just about keeping on top of everything else.
making the change can seem like a momentous task when you're just about keeping on top of everything else.
Agreed. I was in that job for 16 years, and it took taking time off with mental health before I got any kind of confidence to do it and when it came up I had a week of self doubt before volunteering for redundancy.