And yes, I do mean financially. How much are you spending on nutritional supplements to ease your exhaustion or treat those niggling undiagnosable symptoms that just won’t go away? Herbs to help you sleep? How about rushed purchases to make your life easier? More expensive food, clothes that seemed to offer a solution but are …
Are you a high functioning coper, like me, hiding the fact that you’re often close to tears and not sure why? It felt to me like living on a precipice between achieving masses and it all coming tumbling down with shame, that actually I couldn’t cope – and in the end didn’t want to anymore. …
Wow-what a difference! Walked around London this weekend so happy to feel well. The more I move out of overwhelm, the more I realize what it robbed me of. I’ve never enjoyed the Christmas lights as much as this year – so happy to have the energy to walk for miles, unbothered by the crowds …
I love writing but I can quickly become disembodied. Until I get up quickly to let a dog in or out and whack my thigh, yet again and in exactly the same place, and the pain reminds me that I do indeed still possess a very real (and sensitive) body. I’m convinced that this ability …
There’s a lot of shame associated with my burnout. The shame of quitting a career I’d worked hard for – a rather the fact that I’d worked really hard to make myself that miserable. The shame of not being able to find a better way to cope with the demands of the job. Others seem …
This is the richest autumn I have known. The colours of the trees seem to call to me, to blaze at me. Magically golden glints of amazement. I am here! I am here! I am here! Overwhelm prevented me really being here, really experiencing, really seeing these colours. And it wasn’t from lack of effort. …
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I was chatting to a friend the other night about my journey to burnout. It was one of those evenings when you just chat and chat about the deep, important stuff. Something, we both agreed that happens infrequently in our busy adult days and very frequently in that extraordinarily, magically disorientating first year at uni …
