All day at work I'm patient, sharp, and fully present for people who are basically strangers. Then I walk through my own front door running on empty, and my kids get the short answers and the frayed nerves. The people I love most are somehow the ones who get the worst, most used-up version of me.
More people experience this than they realize.
Work gets your best energy and your family gets the tired leftovers.
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.