Last March, I had three things going on at once.
My team had just lost its second engineer in six months. Both told HR they were leaving for "a better opportunity." Neither would meet with me.
My girlfriend had stopped asking how my day was. Not in a mean way — just, the question wasn't there anymore. I noticed it on a Tuesday and couldn't remember the last time it had been there.
And I had this nagging Sunday-night feeling that I was working harder than I'd ever worked and getting smaller results. Like rowing into a current.