One of the insidious things about burnout is that you often don’t realize you’re burnt out until after the fact, until you’ve become so depleted that suddenly the thing that you have been avoiding is too obvious to ignore: you need rest. You always needed rest. I feel like I’ve had a series of revelations about rest over the past few years, each time I looking at myself in shock like:
But why is it shocking? What is it about this world that makes some of us feel so untethered from ourselves? How do we change that?
I’m figuring out how to create realistic boundaries for myself when it comes to my own rest, because quite frankly I realize I’m not a working-ass bitch. As a Taurus Sun, Cancer Rising, this tweet speaks to me deeply:
(Adele is also a Taurus Sun, Cancer Rising lol)