A few weeks ago, I took a Monday off.
When I mentioned this to several people, the unianimous reply that I received was “oh you’re so lucky!”.
The truth is that I hadn’t had a single day off in two weeks.
I’d slept, on average, 4-6 hours a night and was surviving on adrenaline and caffeine.
I was in the middle of a super busy point in business and had no one to lend a helping hand.
In the moments when I finally could slow down, I was often overcome by sadness (having lost my Dad at the beginning of March).
Lucky, they said. But I was on the road to burnout.Continue Reading