It’s been a fairly long couple of weeks. School is ramping up, my volunteering is getter busier, and I’m becoming more and more stressed about my recovery.
I am burnt out.
I am busier than I have ever been in the last two years. And though I’m dealing with it better than I would’ve even six months ago, it’s still kicking my ass.
In the last seven days, I’ve volunteered or been in unpaid training for fifteen hours; I’ve had six hours of classes; I’ve studied for ten hours; I’ve spent five hours working on My Bitter Insanity; I’ve baked four dozen cookies; I’ve been to therapy and my support group; and I had brunch with my mother. For some people, those almost fifty hours doesn’t seem like all that much when it’s nearly all I’ve done over a week.Continue Reading