The idea that there are many people who have it harder than you is pretty bad. I'll tell you the end result of being paralyzed in thinking by corporate livestock.

Is it normal for overtime work to exceed 100 hours? How is that possible? I got a mental breakdown.

Overtime causes numbness. work
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I am horrified to think about it now.

When I was a corporate employee, I was in one of my workplaces.

  • 4-5 hours of overtime per day x 20 days (i.e., last train)
  • Saturday work on 2 or 3 days a month

in large drops (e.g. refreshingly hot water)100 hours I was working overtime.


At the time, I was so overwhelmed by the amount of work that I was doing that it was a huge blow to both my body and my mental health.

I can still do my best!" I can still do my best," I thought, and I pushed myself too hard.

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What comes from overtime work, it's a sensory bug.

I've written something similar on this blog a few times, but I've found that what's produced from overtime
Sensory BugsI think it is.

Because I was, that's why.

At the company I worked for, it was common for the senior staff around me to work until the last train (some even stayed overnight in the office), and overtime was the norm.

There was no atmosphere of not going home early, and for a time there was a mood of eliminating overtime for everyone.

Besides.In the beginning, I swore to myself that I would never work overtime.

I tore it up myself in spectacular fashion, though.

At first I was able to go home on time, but gradually I was given a lot of work.

I was never an immediate asset, but there were not many people, and I was in the [you can do the work there, right? I was not an immediate success, but there were not many people, and I was in the [frame of reference], so I began to be given jobs in a modest way.

At first.Wow! They'll give me a job!And I was so happy.

Gradually, these feelings were blown away.Every day turned into a day of enduring the pain from overtime work.

Humans are really creatures of their environment.

Because overtime work is the norm, I had to buy enough for dinner when I went out for lunch, and I started working backwards from the time of the last train to complete tasks.

It became commonplace for me to wonder which of the week's weekends I should go to work.

This is exactly the abnormal idea. This is an abnormal idea. My mentality was already corroded and it shouldn't have been there. My senses were also bugged....

I felt "I can still do my best" because 100 hours of overtime work has become the norm and my mentality is being eroded.

When you are pushing yourself that hard, you are constantly thinking about getting the job done and are less likely to notice your own ailments. Both mentally and physically.

My health deteriorated and I had a mental breakdown so bad that I couldn't stop crying, so I experienced firsthand the danger of numbing the senses to the point of overlooking a disorder.

My body is screaming, but I can still go for it! I thought, "I can still do it! I

That's how I ended up retiring (though I'm glad I did), so really, I wouldn't recommend putting yourself through that.

Unless there is something that needs to be accomplished...

If there was a separate overtime allowance, it was still good. It didn't pay out. Was it so-called prospective?

(Now, in normal times, I'd think it was impossible, but back then I didn't wonder why I wasn't getting paid for overtime.)

Is 100 hours of overtime work the norm? How is that possible?

It seems that there are some stoic members of society who say things like "100 hours of overtime is nothing," "It is normal for all members of society to work that much," or "It is spoiled to have a hard time with 100 hours of overtime.

A hundred hours of overtime.abnormalityIt's an anomaly.

It is not at all natural.

Because, you know, it's hard, right? I thought I could still do my best after my mental breakdown, but it was hard because I was crying and feeling sick, you know?

And I wasn't paid overtime. My take-home pay didn't change.

It was a normal thought that I wanted to quit.

The only saving grace was that when I worked on a holiday, I could apply for a compensatory day off.

My senior, who seemed to have more than 100 hours to spare, was working without a whimper.

I was mentally beaten up, too, but inside I was thinking, "Is this senior okay...?" I thought.

There are many such people who, if they exceed their limits, are unable to recover, aren't there?

If you get a little tired, one thing you can do is talk to someone outside of the workplace.

If you're thinking, "Maybe I'm getting a little tired of ・・・・," then you're in the right state of mind.You may want to talk to someone who is not in the same office and who is not working overtime.

I know how overworked I am and how mentally challenged I am.

I've talked to people in the same office and in the same situation, and they just sympathize with me, but they're not surprised.This is because they are not aware of their abnormal working environment.

Friends and family. Or even acquaintances.

I didn't say much, but I wish I had said it and talked to others a lot.

Venting is really important.

I should have quit a long time ago, earlier, rather than have that kind of mental instability.It's like that.


There are many cases in the world where people take it upon themselves to work too hard, and the results are disappointing.

If you feel even a little "tired," you should confide in those around you, vent, take a break, or take a leave of absence as soon as possible.

So, I have to tell you about my experience of working 100 hours of overtime and still thinking I could work hard.

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