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Good morning. It has indeed been a while since I last had a good and slow morning to ground myself. I got my booster shot for covid yesterday and experienced some of the side effects. For the first time in 8 months at my not so new work; I took a pause and used my leave. To be honest, I still feel physically capable of working but the truth is I’m exhausted mentally. It’s been a brutal ride for my mental health transitioning to another company, juggling two jobs for a month barely getting enough sleep, relationships ending, losing the people I love to different illnesses, my deep seated fears of not being good enough – sometimes all of these strike me all at once that it kind of paralyzes me. But I still show up, everyday, like I don’t struggle to merely survive. I’m still so hard on myself whenever I do not meet any expectations or if I do not excel or if I am not doing as much as I thought I should. I feel like resting is a prize I am not worthy of. It’s August...