When the Job Starts Eating You
Have you ever had to drag yourself out of bed for a job you were once excited about? Have you ever flinched at the sound of your phone beeping, not knowing whether the next message is going to ruin your morning before it even starts? Have you ever sat at your desk and quietly wondered: do I actually know what I'm doing here? I have. I'm in it right now. I'm in a marketing role that, on paper, I should be managing fine. But something about this place has made me doubt things I was sure of before I walked through the door. I can't tell you exactly what's wrong, that's the strangest part. It's not one big thing. It's the accumulated weight of small moments that chip away at you until you stop recognising yourself at work. The only advantage I can name, with full honesty, is the paycheck. Everything else has been a kind of low-grade nightmare. And I've come to realise I'm not alone in this. One woman, we'll call her Chris, described how a toxic m...