It got quiet….Quiet enough to feel the underlying panic. Burnout has eroded any of my will to do anything about it. How do we fight our way back from this one? Why is it always a fight?
Perhaps it is the problem with striving for improvement, having big dreams. I constantly find myself back at the beginning with little or no momentum. Depression creeps in. My tendency to self sabotage peeks its head. Funny how no matter what steps I make towards self improvement and growth I keep finding myself back at this space of nothingness. It feels close to death. Or rather, death seems almost like a nice reprieve from the constant uphill battle we call adulting.