I dread walking through the door every morning, and the knot in my stomach does not loosen until I am home again. The place is poisonous, the way people talk to each other, the fear that hangs over everything, and it is wearing me down. But I need the paycheck, so I stay, and staying is slowly breaking me.
More people experience this than they realize.
A toxic job is destroying you and you feel trapped in it.
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.