I recently met up with a friend who is burned out from a demanding job, and worried that she's bringing the stress home to her family. "How long have you been feeling this way?," I asked. "Probably since January," she said. Oh, the month the asshat was inaugurated president? "I'm not sure that timing is … Continue reading Get some rest
I've spent the last few hours wandering around my neighborhood without an agenda, fueled only by a desire to fill my brain with something other than the noise of my last few weeks at work.
When I say "noise," I mean it literally and figuratively: I work somewhere with an "open work plan," so I am surrounded by people talking all. day. long. More than this, though, I mean the noise of our business strategies and brand stories, and of the narratives I construct around my standing with every single person on the team at any given point in time. I mean, too, the noise of the language I find myself using to fit into the culture, that I would never use elsewhere, except that sometimes I do, before I can stop myself.
It begins on Sunday night, when I begin thinking about whether I will go to yoga class on Wednesday morning...
Maybe you've told yourself there's no escape from the fight-or-flight survival mode that your life has become. I think there's an alternative.
The battle to make time for self-care, even when things are topsy-turvy (...especially when things are topsy-turvy)