Why am I crying?

Iwas a competent and respected junior doctor on a popular specialist registrar rotation. I had hoped that my working conditions would improve with seniority but, as a registrar, I was still having a rough time. I was doing one in three rotas in an acute specialty where there was little chance of much sleep. I felt overworked, undervalued, and unappreciated. I spent all my time caring for others, but no one cared for me. I was existing to go to work only to return home to work because I had one last postgraduate exam to sit. I had no life.

The past three years of my life have been a living hell

I was becoming increasingly shattered and exhausted. I felt awful but put it down to chronic sleep deprivation and stress. I was extremely unhappy and regularly drove to and from work in tears. I decided that as soon as I had done the exam I would change my job in order to protect my sanity. I managed to cover up my unhappiness by …