In my previous post about not writing that you can read here Writing… and why I stopped it for a while I was out of ideas and motivation because I felt, back then, I had nothing to say. Nowadays, it is completely different.
I did post on and off in the past couple of years because I couldn’t do more. I was pulled in million different directions on a personal level, added to the multilayered crisis that we have been going through in my country (Lebanon, ME). At some point, I felt I lost control of my life and I was doing things just for the sake of doing them. I felt tired and fatigued, unmotivated and nothing made sense anymore. Then I was told it was a burnout.
I never took seriously this idea of burnout until it hit me. Coming from a war zone and a troubled region, a burnout was to me another fad societal phenomena of rich countries. I perceived it as a kind of a luxury which wasn’t an option in my country, where life is a serious daily struggle. I have always believed in ambition, strong will and feistiness. So, the illusion of being invincible made pile more tasks and activities, “When I bit off more than I could chew”. Then, burnout happened.
I didn’t seek professional help but a logical one. What do you do when being overwhelmed and overtaken by events? The answer is simple yet difficult: slow down!
I started to do lists of priorities and soon enough I figured out that agitation does not always equal productivity; which made me stop doing what I considered to be unnecessary.
My list of priorities is focused on routines:
- Morning and evening routines (the latter is more difficult to respect)
- Fitness practice schedule
- Seeing family and loved ones
- Reading books including historical and political novels.
It took me time to adapt and adjust but it was helpful.