Burn Out

I experienced getting burned out twice in my over twenty-five year career. 

On both occasions, I went through mental and physical distress. 

Lost sleep. Lost my appetite. 

Lost weight in a not-so-good-way. 

Most of all, it eroded my confidence.

When it happened the first time, I was able to will my way out of the downward spiral. 

Maybe it was the DNA. Fighting back. Willing me to say, “I shall not be defeated by this!” 

And so, I survived. Fought back. Picked up the broken pieces. Started over again. Found a new purpose. Led me to start my running journey.

The second time was different. It was the perfect case of “the spirit is willing, but the body is weak.”

While I was still mentally put-together, the body just couldn’t catch up. 

I got sick. I was pale and people started to notice. My blood pressure would always fall dangerously low. I took some time off, but I just could not recover. 

I remember making a presentation for a very important global visitor — I could not even finish my sentences. I was constantly running out of breath. 

That was the turning point. I decided to hit the "pause" button and analyzed my situation.

Consulted my husband. We weighed the pros and cons.

Made up my mind.

Prayed for guidance and enlightenment.

It was the perfect time to pursue change.  

And so, I did.

I thank God that I did and was guided through it.

Things fell into their proper place.