The S.T.E.P. Forward: Why "Working Harder" is Killing Your Diverse Talent
In the high-velocity environments of the finance and public sectors, we have a toxic habit - we treat endurance as a proxy for competence.
We falsely believe that the leaders who can grind the longest are the most valuable. But for the diverse senior leader - the neurodivergent thinker, or the executive balancing a high-stakes portfolio with the unrelenting demands of parenthood - this culture of ‘working harder’ is a quiet death sentence.
The ‘canary in the coal mine’ for a struggling executive is not a sudden drop in technical skill. It is the silent depletion of their cognitive energy resources.
The 'Empathy Tax' & The Superpower Curse
For as long as I can remember, I have possessed a very specific set of survival skills. But no, not quite like Liam Neeson.
I don't hunt people down. But I can walk into a boardroom, or any room, and without anyone saying a single word, I can sense the exact emotional state of the room. Just. Like. That.
As a consultant (and more generally just as a human!), this is an incredible superpower. I know exactly how to remove tension to avoid an argument, or provide light relief to boost creativity. I create an environment where people feel so psychologically safe that they literally hand me their truths, their secrets, and their burdens.
The Hidden Toll: Unmasking the Cost of 'Covering' in the Modern Workplace
On Day 3 of my personal 100-day challenge, I had to deliver an in-person presentation. And I was faced with a choice I had navigated for 20 years: I could hide my hand behind the podium, or I could roll my sleeves up.
My suspicion tells me that you already know the answer to this… and you’d be right. I didn’t roll them up.
No, I absolutely did roll them up, I’m just kidding.
This might look like a moment of 'courage' or 'authenticity,' but as a Positive Psychologist, I want to show you the math behind that choice.
The Ghost in the Cafe
On Day 9 of my 100-day challenge, I found myself sitting in a quiet cafe - in a place called Cullercoats with views of the North-East Coastline. Across the room, an elderly couple stared at me. In an instant, my pulse quickened. My skin felt hot. I felt that familiar urge to hide - to put on that mask of 'busy-ness' or 'importance.'
In scientific terms, I was experiencing something called threat prediction.