I noticed a long time ago that I love being busy. It all started in my school years.
First homework - then I ran to dance, then art school, at the end basketball and then home - doing homework, getting ready for the next day.
From the age of 14 I started working in the summer - so I wouldn't have to sit around and earn money.
Then I went to college and got a job there too. Then came the gym. And my day was like this: classes, hall, poppy. And then I started tutoring. I was doing work for myself, for others, explaining something, and I was always running around.

So what was wrong with that? Yes, I'm making the most out of myself, very effective and useful. But I don't. 🧐

It makes my attention span "dull", it makes me lose that very productivity. And things aren't as rosy as they used to be. Also such a heavy workload is a great chance to get sick. The body is literally screaming "stop! I'm tired! Let's get some rest?"
And if you go off the deep end - maybe it's all from stress? Some kind of worry is driving me to work so hard that I don't have the energy to do anything else anymore?

What's interesting is that doing nothing is actually okay. And I should not have been doing five jobs a day to occupy my head or feel productive. By the way, it's in those moments when I'm not doing anything that the most valuable thoughts and ideas are born.

And so my introspection came to its logical conclusion. And I realized a few simple truths. I hope that they will help not only me, but also someone else not to burn out emotionally 🫶