burnout

At some point in our lives, we all fall into a rut of some kind. When nothing seems to be going to plan and every day, you get home, having lived through the same atrocious day yet again.

Then you start to wonder when things even got to be like this, when you stopped caring so much and how all the small things you used to appreciate and cherish don’t even matter anymore.

Then you close yourself off from the real world, from everyone and thing that once sparked an interest. Instead, you seek shelter in your day despite the fact you can’t bear living through another, daydreaming and losing yourself in your own thoughts, just hoping you might stumble across some magic, or at least a little something that’s enough to make you smile.

That’s when you start to fall into an abyss buried deep within you, making it almost impossible to get a grip. You watch that so-called reality slip away from between your fingers, frozen, unable to grasp it. Still, it lingers in the distance, flickering in and out of sight, taunting you to come back.

But you just don’t know how.