‘It was the job that almost broke me. Anxiety, nervous stomach, disturbed sleep… weekends full of dread’

I once quit a job that almost broke me. Almost. Looking back now, at a safe distance, I can finally exhale. When I flopped on the couch after my first day at the job, I announced to my husband that I’d made a mistake. I asked: “Why did I leave the last job, again? There was great craic, morale and cups of tea. We worked hard, but we laughed hard too. Why did I leave?”...