A man in a thread about burnout at work wrote one sentence, and the sentence has a hinge in the middle.
He does feel burnt out right now. That's the first half. Then the second: he gets enough time off that it doesn't feel that bad.
Look at what he set up. He picked a bar, not that bad, and held his week up against it. His week clears it.
Not that bad is a real place to stand. Plenty of weeks live there. Far enough from bad to keep going, close enough that nobody tells you to stop. Nobody calls it a problem, because it isn't one yet. It's the exact level a person can run at for years.
The trouble with that bar is which way it moves. Down. Last year's "that bad" is this year's ordinary Tuesday, and you never saw it get lowered, because every single notch was small.
The one thing:
Say what "that bad" would look like for you. Out loud, in plain words.
Then notice whether you've already walked past it.
Josh
P.S. I finished my 30-day Ash Journal run on July 30. In public, one page a day, no edits, all thirty.
Five minutes. One prompt. One line of ash. The first seven days are free: truevitalyou.com/journal
P.P.S. Know a guy who'd tell you he's fine? Forward him this one.