ALL THAT WE ARE
Uncovering the hidden truths behind our behaviour at work
Paperback out 2 February 2023
Published by Piatkus, Little, Brown Book Group
The quotes for the paperback are amazing. I’m delighted and so grateful to those who wrote them. There were so many we couldn’t fit them all in the book itself but look at these:
Thrilled by this review in the FT!
FT business books: February edition
And FT Summer Pick 2022
ALSO:
A GUARDIAN BOOKSHOP ONE TO WATCH IN for the month of February 2022 and book for mental health week
Interview in The Telegraph
Interview in Marie Claire magazine
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Extracts
From The Introduction: Starting with Us
“Remove the desks and chairs, the computers and cup-boards, the factory floor or operating theatre and you have people. Just people. And everything we, as people, bring to our workplaces. Our hopes, our fears, our histories and personalities. Our thoughts and feelings, attitudes and beliefs, our understandable and unfathomable behaviours. We bring all that we are.
Work does far more than occupy our time and provide our livelihood. It provides an outlet for our intelligence and skills. It’s part of our identity, a source of belonging and exclusion, of pleasure and pain. The dynamics of different relationships in the workplace, giving rise to issues of power, status, equality, camaraderie and competition, touch every one of us and every part of us. Much as we may want to, we cannot leave aspects of ourselves outside the building or virtual space when we go to work.
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Part One of the book, Human Nature at Work, examines the fundamentals of our minds and their effect in the workplace. The following sections explore our essential con- tradiction. Part Two, Losing Ourselves, delves into the mire of our destructiveness and its ability to undo us in and out of work. Part Three, Finding Ourselves, highlights the inspiration and potential of our constructive side.
I hope in illuminating all that we are, and the significance of understanding ourselves and each other, this book will contribute towards workplaces becoming more creative, inclusive and humane communities in which people and their work flourish.”
From Chapter 3: Life and Death
“Appelby House stood at the end of a long gravel driveway with sweeping lawns on either side. I imagined Jane Austen’s Emma looking down from a perfectly proportioned window or strolling out of the dusky blue door and plucking a white rose rambling up the side of the entrance porch.
Pauline, consultant psychiatrist and director, met me by the front door of the private residential service for children with eating disorders. Her face pale without makeup, her hair pulled back roughly, she told me a girl had jumped from her bedroom window while home for the weekend.
‘She’s OK, but apparently if she’d landed two centimetres to the left, a jagged iron bar would have killed her.’ Pauline’s voice shook. My breath caught as I tried to take this in.
We walked up the wide, curving staircase to a meeting room. ‘She’s thirteen,’ Pauline continued, as she steadied herself against the banister. ‘She was doing so well. Or so I thought. Making friends here, even starting to think about a family holiday in the summer. I really thought she’d be ready for that.’
Staff drifted in talking quietly among themselves…
Their voices expressed concern as they talked about the staff closest to the girl. But when the therapists questioned the nurses about the events leading up to the incident, the atmosphere changed.
‘You don’t know what it’s like working such long hours with the patients,’ Neil, a senior nurse said, his foot tap- ping the floor. ‘It’s different for you therapists. You just see them for an hour. You don’t have to get them to eat, clean the wounds when they deliberately cut themselves, reassure desperate parents. It’s not you who has to restrain a child to get a glucose shot into them to keep them alive.’
‘Here we go,’ Helen sighed. ‘There’s nothing that upsets me more than this notion that you nurses do all the work and the rest of us don’t pull our weight.’
‘That’s not what I’m saying,’ Neil looked exasperated. His foot tapped faster.
‘You don’t appreciate our work,’ Helen retorted. ‘We have back-to-back appointments. We work long hours with the patients too, with their self-harm and suicidality. We also deal with highly anxious parents and manage risk.’
‘I give up,’ Neil groaned, looking up at the ceiling.
‘Let’s not do this,’ Pauline said.
A dull pain throbbed above my left eyebrow. Why hadn’t I seen this before? The repeated refrain that one discipline took the load and the others didn’t appreciate them, sprung from their anxiety about death.”