It's the middle of a Saturday rush, tickets hanging six deep, and I can feel my temper fraying at the edges. The heat and the noise and the sheer relentlessness of it burn away everything gentle in me. I keep trying to hold onto some dignity in the chaos, and some nights I'm not sure there's any left.
More people experience this than they realize.
The relentless grind is burning away your discipline and your dignity.
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.