I've spent all my life working, very rearly had a day off for sickness and always gave whatever I was doing my best shot. Now I'm done, exhausted, worn out. I have no more motivation or drive. I've probably done as well as I could have hoped in my career but I'm not going any further. That's been made quite clear. I'm just cruising on auto pilot now and I just want to stop. Another 20 years of this is too f*cking much. i'll go crazy.
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