Late night meetings...one after another for a good while since there was only three of us elders on the body and well over 100 publishers. (I was in on easily 200 JCs in my estimate)
Having to learn the sordid details of these publisher's private lives and then counsel them, and sometimes DF them...it killed me, especially at first and although I never said a word about any of those cases to my wife and she never asked, I would sometimes get home at midnight, completely wrung out emotionally, and just cry on her shoulder after slipping into bed. I HATED that.