My chair is always full, and I'm good at what I do. But I'm not just cutting hair, all day long people pour their heartbreak, their stress, their whole lives out to me. By closing time I've absorbed everyone's weight, and there's nothing left for me.
More people experience this than they realize.
You're everyone's therapist all day, and the emotional weight of the chair wears you down.
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.