OH is a stonemason. His job is extremely physically demanding and exhausting. However , when he leaves the site , that’s it. Done. His back/legs might be hurting, but he’s happy to socialise in the pub for a bit, come home all cheery and chatty and he’s fine, work was fine.
I’m a TA and while the job is only somewhat physically demanding, mentally and emotionally I’m drained most days. Chasing kids(that try to escape) all day, dealing with their rage/trauma/meltdowns, being sworn at, spat at , threatened, punched, kicked, have shit thrown at me, trying to stop kids from battering eachother, trying to support/console kids that witnessed a stabbing(more common than you think), or DV, or were taken into care overnight , or a billion other things. Dealing with medical issues/medication, or worse refusal of medication. Disclosures, records of concern, existing injury forms.Attending meetings for this and that . And on top of that, actually doing my TA jobs , actually trying to support/teach my group and sometimes even teaching a class of 30 on my own because we’re that stupidly short staffed. And I get home and I realise in the silence all the things I forgot or that are piling up or that shit I didn’t check on Sarah who seemed a bit low the past two days and I never looked for Jimmy’s jumper like I promised mum and that I need to somehow make sure I do my interventions at least once this week , because despite being out of class, they still need to be done. Some days I’m already behind by 9 am. And repeat.