The late night on the weekend on top of how busy I’ve been is taking it’s toll on me.
I’m dragging my ass. I’m having a hard time getting out of bed. I’m grumpy.
It seems like even on my “days off” I’m still catching up on things that I haven’t had a chance to do.
In short, I need to slow down before something breaks.
It pisses me off, but I can’t maintain this pace. I just can’t.
I need to look after me. No one is else going to.
I just don’t know how to hit the brakes at this point. The earliest day I can conceivably have a day off is Friday.
How do you push yourself through, when your limits are long past?
I’m glad I see my psychologist tomorrow. Hopefully he can give me some guidance on getting out of this hole I’ve dug myself.
I’m not in trouble yet, but I can feel it building inside me. I know it’s not too late to hit the brakes on this beast that stalks through the back of my mind, ready to prey on any notch in my armour..
I know it’s not too late, but I’m definitely sliding.