Burnout begins quietly.
You tell yourself it’s just a rough week. That you’re tired, not broken. That pushing through is the noble thing to do.
But denial is heavy.
It silences your needs. It calls exhaustion strength. It turns pain into performance.
Here’s your permission to say it out loud:
I’m not fine. And that doesn’t make me weak. It makes me human.
💬 When did you realize something needed to change?
