I can't turn it off anymore. I walk into a restaurant and clock every exit, size up every stranger, and sit with my back to the wall. Worse, I hear myself snapping at my own kids over nothing, carrying the street home with me. The job followed me through the front door and it won't leave.
More people experience this than they realize.
You can't leave the job behind, and it's making you tense at home and short with your family.
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.