If its the one working with severely mentally ill as a coach, I didn't go to an interview. I got to thinking about something more than just my skills and qualifications for the job--I also started thinking about MY OWN mental health. If I worked around psychiatrist/psychologists, I'd go nuts (literally! LOL) if they got on my case about anything. I worked at a University health service building once, and my coworkers were constantly asking me if I ate, what did I eat, how much did I eat, and offering, "Here, eat some of my..." and try to feed me. I was kind of underweight, shall I say? I was about 100 pounds. I started going nuts and was never more anxious in picking out my clothes for the day! I wanted to dress to look good and slim, but I didn't want them STARING, and trying to feed me all day long like they always would. Never in my life had the expression "I have nothing to wear!" been more appropriate for how I was feeling. That was too much anxiety. I can only imagine that it would be worse if the aggravation came from coworker psych doctors.