Whether your ‘job’ is
-> child raising
-> location independent working
-> business running
-> corporate / professional employment
-> higher education achieving
… balancing one, all, or any combination of the above against the additional everyday responsibilities of LIFE!
Trying to keep all these plates spinning without letting any fall…. while YOUR OWN NEEDS are dropped to the wayside… is an exercise in futility.
Sooner or later, it will allllll come crashing down, and you WILL be very challenged to pick up all the pieces while in the neglected state your reality will FORCE you to acknowledge.
I don’t say this to be callous or dish out scare tactics. I learned this from personal experience.
I’ve been a work-at-home mom for over 12 years.
For seven of these years, I worked in the medical field as an independent contractor for a large corporation, producing and editing surgical procedure documentation for several Army hospitals.
I began wellness/nutrition coaching and writing about five years ago, just before leaving my medical profession. Around 2-1/2 years ago, I also started homeschooling my two children. At the same time, my family was living all together under the same roof consistently for the first time in 6 years.
(Back story: My husband is active duty military.
Two years of the six, I spent as a single mom, pregnant with my daughter the first half, raising an infant alone during the second half, and having to be everything to my preschool-aged son throughout.
Meanwhile my husband was deployed out of the US for several months and then transferred to CA while we had no choice but to stay in our remote WA home. I traveled with the kids, on my own, to visit him for a few days at a time whenever we could.
We lived all together for 1 year after that.
We had finally managed to move to join my husband in CA after the craziest short-notice move in the history of relocations! We never fully unpacked, knowing by the time we were finally settled, we’d need to start repacking for the next transfer.
This year of massive transition was HARD on all of us.
It was my son’s first year of public school (kindergarten), which was difficult for both of us.
Readjusting to being in the same house was hardly the blissful reunion I had hoped for.
My husband and daughter struggled to learn living together after being apart for the first year of her life.
I was still deeply hurt and bitter over my struggle of the previous two years – a choice I did not make and had vehemently fought against.
We barely scrambled through, and, looking back, it surprises me that we survived intact as a family.
Our next move was to Key West, FL. We spent 3 years there. My husband worked on a Coast Guard Cutter, going out on patrol a lot (meaning, the boat & crew left port for several weeks at a time). His schedule was erratic. He was home only 1-2 months at a time, for a total of about 18 months of the time we lived there.
I was single mom again. Only this time, there were frequent, recurrent transition periods that were even harder than those previous.
At the conclusion of that assignment, we were relocated to Staten Island, NY for 2 years, and relocated to St. Louis, MO this past August.
In case you lost count, that’s 5 states within 6 years!)
We took on homeschooling simultaneously with adjusting to our new environment in NYC (which was a massive culture shock from the laid-back island life of Key West!).
Just a few months into all this newness, something shifted. Actually, it felt more like the bottom dropped out from under me.
Life started to feel really hard, like in every possible way. At the time, I didn’t take into account all the stress, struggles, anger and frustration of the previous 6 years, the hardships of decades prior to that, nor the multiple ways I had neglected myself in the process.
All I knew was that I had a constant sensation like I was sinking in quicksand. The harder I tried to break free, the more trapped and suffocated I felt.
I found myself neglecting my own needs more and more, thinking that if I worked harder to achieve all my ‘to-dos,’ I could relieve my feelings of being ‘not enough.’ Overwhelm and guilt consumed me, as I wondered WHY I was having such a hard time when everyone else I saw seemed to be doing it all just fine.
This marked the beginning of what I would later discover was my experience with BURNOUT.
It was also the spark of massive transformation, both personally and in my mission in business. As I dug to find what was causing my struggles, I learned what burnout is.
I discovered that all the awful feelings I was experiencing are SO COMMON. Yet, most women keep these to themselves out of guilt or fear of being judged, worried their imperfections will be revealed to a world full of others who seem to be flawless and have it all figured out.
If you are in this place now, I need you to know:
YOU are NOT ALONE and there is a place for you to rediscover yourself, take care of yourself, and receive support from someone who has been there and can help you pull yourself out.
I CHALLENGE YOU TO TAKE ONE TEENSY STEP to stop this direction you’re headed in NOW.
Join the 5-day FREE ‘Energy-Boosting Habits for Success’ challenge NOW! There is NO EXCUSE for denying yourself any further.