Burnout has me mourning a self I cannot seem to get back to. There are days it feels like my life kept going but my inner weather did not get the memo. The hardest part is how ordinary it looks from the outside. I miss being easier to find inside my own day. It is a lonely thing to grieve what other people call a phase. I wish more people understood that grief is not always attached to a death certificate.
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