If anyone were to ask me if I’d be in private practice again a year ago, I’d say, “Yeah right,” while blowing raspberries. Yet, here we are. I kept getting pulled into moving away from my values and activities I enjoy. One of those activities were writing.
When being to do more, it’ll make you take a toll on you. It’ll make you feel as if you need an extra 5-8 hours a day. That way, you will be able to “cover all the bases.”
Yeah, you might do everything you’re supposed to do. And it’ll come as a cost, physical and mentally.
You’ll reach a point where you’ll say, “I’m tired of being tired.” This is the result of expenditure. Doing more with less. Less can mean some of the following.
- Having anxiety when going to bed and upon awakening
- Stress making you feel psychosomatic symptoms such as an upset stomach, headaches, body aches, eye twitching, and more.
- Barely/not engaging in the hobbies you enjoy for recreation and leisure
- Snapping at friends and family for no reason
- Focusing on your mental/physical health becomes secondary or tertiary
- Feeling uneasy and dissonance about the work environment
- Feeling like you and your concerns don’t matter to others in higher-up status/positions
I realized I had to take a leap of faith again. Something I haven’t done in almost 7 years. The difference is that I have more support in multiple ways this time. Recognizing when “going down to the rabbit hole” is too much.
Also, knowing when to say when. There will always be work to be done. Giving yourself a cutoff point for the day if possible. (I recognize in certain jobs that this is not the case such as with nursing.)
There’s more to life than working all the time. I think about how much I’ve lost. I also think about how much I’ve gained because of this period in my life.
To new adventures, salud.