I work 24 hours per week in a technical/scientific role for a large government organisation. DH 30 hours for the same organisation. 2 DS, 5 and 7, both at school. There are specific things about work that have made me very unhappy in the past and still cause resentment now, mostly linked to a specific manager A. I moved from elsewhere in the organisation and from the very start he seemed to dislike or disapprove of me for some reason, was unwilling to discuss work to any useful depth, performance reviews always seemed as short as he could get away with (generally neutral with the occasional negative comment, not mentioned at the time but written on the form afterwards), no discussion of progression or the future at all, never any discussion of change. A also never wanted to hear anything bad (and I'm not a whinger) and I grew to feel as if trying to change things would only make them worse. My work was fairly limited in scope, not that hard but difficult to shine at - the environment is quasi-academic and you are expected to build a reputation, and I just couldn't.
I eventually got fed up enough, about a year ago, to apply for another internal job working for B whom I've known for a long time. Screwed up the interview (lack of recent practice and lack of preparation) and didn't get it, but B came back later and offered me a 12-month secondment which I'm now half way through. I am now a lot happier with work but at the same time a lot more stressed as it is possible that the secondment could go permanent if I do it well enough, so it feels a bit like a 12-month job interview. At the same time working for B who is conscientious and encouraging has made me realise what a truly rubbish time I had with A. I am feeling very cross with myself for letting that go on so long and am feeling as if it's beginning to affect my mental health. I had two weepy episodes before Christmas, triggered by work stuff but allowed to get out of proportion. I would burst into tears every time I went to the toilet at work, cry silently on the bus on the way home and at home in front of the boys. This past weekend was worse, I got the Rage, once with the boys on Friday evening (managed to pull myself together again quite quickly, but did something physical which I regret) and then with DH on Sunday, ranting and raving and chucking things about. DH is a very gentle person and very much "in the moment" and will never plan for or anticipate anything - he puts in the hours domestically on the immediate stuff and is brilliant with the boys, but I always feel as if anything outside the daily routine will only happen in our house if I make it happen. I am untidy, DH is worse and our house is a tip and depressing to be in.
I now feel as if I've let this get so far out of control that I can't actually tell what the problem is. I've become obsessed with the idea of increasing my hours at work in the hope of making a good job of the secondment, and also reasoning that the emotional overheads of work are already huge and won't increase any more. The house also can't get any worse. I like the happy professional persona I have at work and there is a social aspect that I would like to take more advantage of - I let this go a bit with the exhaustion of having small DC, as well as depressing immediate work surroundings, but increasing my hours would mean more time for networking and finding out about other possibilities if I can't stay in B's group. Extra income is not really a factor as it would go to cover financing and running the second car we would need.
On the other hand I also fantasise regularly about letting go, resigning completely and keeping the house nice and growing vegetables ... we could survive on DH's salary, neither of us is that bothered about "lifestyle" stuff. DH has his own troubles though and it would be very difficult if I ever needed to find work again. There are no other employers in the area so I'd need to retrain. I'm 42 now. I also realise that it's unusual to be able to work so few hours at a professional job and maybe I ought to count my blessings and just try to let it get to me less - any tips ...??