For a lot of people, Monday mornings feel heavy. Sometimes it’s tiredness. Sometimes it’s dread. Sometimes it’s something much deeper that no one else can see. There was a time in my life when I often didn’t turn up to work on a Monday. Not because I didn’t care. Not because I wasn’t capable. But because I was in active addiction and alcoholism. I was working in recruitment in the oil industry at the time. I was good at my job — driven, intuitive, results-focused — but I was
