“I’ve been lying to myself, trusting others, trusting the parts of me that scream I can’t.
The thing is, it’s not even a question.
I’m the proof.
My day is 25 hours long, my year spends a couple in real life.
It’s not that I can, I do, I accept, I dare I am.
For the last two weeks, I’ve been as tired as I’ve ever felt.
All the work, the burnout warnings, moving too fast, talks from my mom.
I invited Amin to take the toll.
I made myself sick with it.
Even yesterday, I had no idea how I’m gonna manage coming back to work today.
Guess how I managed?”
– Marija
