How do we talk about our work and life? What’s the narrative we are creating? Is our story all about our stress and busyness? Are we glorifying being busy? I admit I fall into this pattern myself. It was my need to be busy, to work hard and prove myself that contributed (only one aspect of many complicated ones) to my burnout. Being busy was an important part of my identity. It still is. I’ve had to re-evaluate my values and beliefs and my sense of self to create a way of living that is healthier and more in harmony with what I need and what I must do.
The stories we create about our lives and who we are shape our lives and who we become. Perhaps it is time to change the narrative? Is there a happy and fulfilled busy? A busy that does not result in burnout?