I’m freelance, but took a contract that, on paper, ticked every box. It was in my chosen very niche industry, with clients I had previously worked with (and another third party), great sector exposure, fab money.
However, the third party were a fucking nightmare. Caused six months of stress, tears, self doubt and hair tearing. Eventually had to admit that the state I had worked myself into meant that I could no longer deliver the contract to the level I would be happy with - and wasn’t prepared to put my name to a half-cocked attempt in front of peers I have worked bloody hard to impress.
The RELIEF when I told them where to go was immense. Sat on the patio and cried and cried and cried (Shock I think) and then had a cup of tea and thought ‘thank fuck for that’.
The nice previous client who was the third wheel were 100% supportive, and have since cut ties with the awkward entities too. Childishly, am quite enjoying seeing the whole project fall off a cliff now, but that’s another story.
Just do it OP. You’ll feel so much better and life has a way of working out x