How do I carry decisions that affect thousands I'll never meet?

Here is what happened today: you set a number, a threshold, a line no one crosses — and behind that line are people you will never see, whose claims will be paid or denied by the rule you wrote. You went home. You said nothing about it. This is not the first time. You think the weight is the decision itself. It is not. Men have carried heavier things — armies, famines, the deaths of sons — and did not break, because they did not carry them in secret. What breaks you is this: you have let the job become the whole of you, so there is no 'you' left standing outside it to set the weight down. The decision ends at five o'clock. Your carrying of it does not, because you never told it to stop. This is fixable, and it is fixable today, by action, not by feeling better about it.