Why is it so hard to say, “I’m tired, and I need some rest?” It seems to be one of the hardest things in the world to say out loud. Why? The past few months have been especially strenuous for me, as I have been juggling (terribly) two full-time jobs, my business and creative work, with a full-time job. Now, I don’t know about you guys, but I need my sleep. I need at least 7-9 hours of sleep. But I was finding myself exhausted during the days even after sleeping for ten hours at night.
It wasn’t an exhaustion that could be slept away. I realized a few days ago, that I have been pushing myself so hard over the past few months that I think I am at that stage where I have to give something up. Thankfully, something came up that forced me to quit my full-time job.
As always, the universe is much, much smarter than me. It knew that I wouldn’t quit my creative or business work, unless I was dead. And it knew that being a perfectionist, and having this insane urge to do my best with everything, I wouldn’t quit my full-time job either. It knew that I would die before quitting. And all in all, I believe it would have killed me, if the intervention from the universe hadn’t come in time. Or at least injured me.