I stay after everyone's gone, I take on the work nobody wants, I give up my weekends, and a quiet part of me is always waiting for someone to notice. Most of the time no one does. I keep pouring myself out and keep feeling let down that the thanks never comes.
More people experience this than they realize.
You sacrifice more than your share and quietly resent that no one notices.
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.