I haven’t slept the night through in such a long time.
Between COVID, winter and something else, I am near the brink, so close that nightmares and night terrors are a normal part of each and every evening.
Even days I have had to take off have not been relaxing. If anything, because of the above – they were just as stressful as work days.
Burnout is far behind me, so much so, I can’t see it in the rearview mirror. I so desperately need a break, but time off, without feared repercussions, is not possible.
It is disruptive but at least I am keeping on track fitness wise, and I am again able to write. I should have work on the first draft of damaged redemption done this weekend, and then soon I will send it off to SmashBear Publishing for consideration.