There’s a quiet kind of exhaustion that doesn’t come from physical labor or sleepless nights. It comes from being stretched too thin, saying yes when you want to say no, showing up when you’d rather rest, carrying more than you were meant to hold. It’s the kind of tired that seeps into your bones and doesn’t go away after a weekend off.
You tell yourself it’s just a busy season, that things will calm down soon. But “soon” never comes. There’s always another project, another favor, another obligation you can’t seem to decline. Somewhere along the way, “I’ll help” turned into “I’ll handle it,” and before you knew it, every corner of your life was filled with responsibilities you didn’t consciously choose.
It feels good, at first, the reliability, the sense of purpose, the praise that comes with being dependable. People trust you. They lean on you. They thank you for always being there. And that gratitude can feel like oxygen, especially when a part of you is afraid of letting anyone down.
But over time, you begin to notice the cracks. You start forgetting small things, losing track of yourself. You say yes automatically, then resent it quietly. You’re constantly behind, constantly tired, constantly telling yourself to…See more details. .




