This is going to be a shorter post, because this past month has drained my cup. Nope, I’m not immune to it either. From moving apartments, to business stuff, to personal/family issues, I haven’t had much bandwidth to write. And you know what? I didn’t force myself to. I thought about it, but I didn’t. I figured it was better to model taking a step back and caring for myself, rather than churning out half-hearted content that I wasn’t really psyched about. I knew that was a recipe for even worse burnout. So I did the opposite. I leaned away from the guilt and toward self compassion and realistic expectations of myself. And I didn’t feel bad about it.
When Your Cup Is Empty.
When Your Cup Is Empty.
When Your Cup Is Empty.
This is going to be a shorter post, because this past month has drained my cup. Nope, I’m not immune to it either. From moving apartments, to business stuff, to personal/family issues, I haven’t had much bandwidth to write. And you know what? I didn’t force myself to. I thought about it, but I didn’t. I figured it was better to model taking a step back and caring for myself, rather than churning out half-hearted content that I wasn’t really psyched about. I knew that was a recipe for even worse burnout. So I did the opposite. I leaned away from the guilt and toward self compassion and realistic expectations of myself. And I didn’t feel bad about it.