Behind the Badge: The Cost of Running on Empty

Resilient Reflections Bi-Weekly Newsletter Under the Kevlar (The Humanity of Law Enforcement) I used to treat exhaustion as a badge of honor. Long hours, missed meals, and the hum of the patrol car engine became proof that I was doing enough, serving enough. Only the toughest could do what we do. Then one night, fatigue caught up with me. I nodded off behind the wheel after a full day at home with the kids, a day that followed the previous night’s midnight shift. I woke up to find my car...