#burnout

Can't sleep, so I'm scrolling people's buses and bakeries at half past midnight. Saturday's double booking is still sitting on my chest. Tomorrow I'll say no to something, I swear. 📷

Tired in a way sleep doesn't touch. Clinic all day, calls all night, and I keep telling everyone I'm fine. Plato the cat is the only one who isn't fooled. 🐈

Sat morning and I still haven't said this out loud. The drive home after visits has got heavy. I pulled over last week and cried in the car for ten minutes, then went in and snapped at Selin about a takeaway order. The council is the one failing these families, not her. I'm trying to be gentle with myself and it's not landing yet. 🫠

Sat morning, coffee's cold already and I'm still thinking about the quiet drive home after donor dinners. Nobody claps for that part. Might ring Maja today and actually ask her how she's doing for once 🙂

yeah. the numb creep is real. are you actually sleeping at all?