Burnout. It doesn’t show up with a dramatic entrance. No flashing neon sign, no loud klaxon. It just… creeps in. An eye strain headache here, a little brain fog there. One day you’re on top of your to-do list, the next you’re staring at your laptop like it personally wronged you. Coffee does nothing. Breaks don’t help. Even the fun stuff feels like a chore.
For a long time, i thought burnout was simply the cost of living. Literally a crisis in and of itself. The necessary evil of being a corporate bunny.
Proof i was working hard (inevitably into the ground), that i was somehow pulling it all off (alone), before recovering (just enough) on the weekend to carry on and do it all over again.
i’ve been here before and, to be honest, it wasn’t pretty then either. Trying to work like you don’t have children while trying to (solo) parent like you don’t have a job? A terrible system, 0/10, would not recommend.
Sometimes it takes teetering close to the edge to recognise you need to make changes. To…
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