Maybe You’ve Just Been Strong for Too Long?
When I first genuinely started feeling like I just couldn’t do it anymore, my first thought was pretty simple – what’s wrong with me? Why can’t I keep up? I’ve always managed before.
I’m used to coping. And for quite a long time, I’ve probably also been rather proud of how much I can carry at once.
If something needs to get done, I do it. If the workday isn’t enough, you can always borrow a little from the evening. And if you can’t concentrate during the day because your calendar is full of meetings, questions, ongoing issues and helping other people… well, evenings are quieter.
And if the evening isn’t enough… you can borrow a little from the night.
At the time, that didn’t even seem particularly strange. It just seemed like a perfectly normal solution.
Not because anyone told me to. Just so I could actually finish something.