Detox for Hustle-Drunks

Hi.

I’m a workaholic and I’m 6-months sober.

I’m a perfectionist in-recovery.

A serial over-committer living one day at a time.

I’m detoxing from hustle-culture.

I’m doing a burnout & busy-ness cleanse.

I’m intermittent fasting from consuming misdirected materialism.

I’m on my annual retreat from being bullied into what I should value and how I should live my life.

I’ve checked-into a day-treatment clinic for addicts to dopamine drip-feeding.

I’m protecting myself.

Without viscious clandestine energy-protecting guerilla tactics I’ll over-reach, wired to say yes, default complicit. Despite myself. My fault not yours. Out of the box settings. First and second Noble Truths.

If I don’t withhold enough energy to be able to withstand peer pressure, real, imagined, self-imposed, I will push past where I can resist more pushing.

Continued use despite adverse effects.

If I’m not tooth-and-nailing my boundaries, I can’t protect me, I can’t help you.

If I’m operating puffed, just getting by, grinding, and I can’t see it or I won’t take responsibility for it, I’m not leading anymore, I’m not serving my people I’m neglecting them. I’ve just lost my quiet voice perspective that sees clearly. I will come to regret that when it’s middle of the holiday break catching up on reflection.

Maybe I can maintain my perspective through the next busy-period. Probably I’ll tumble into addiction again. I’ll convince me, then I’ll convince you, that it’s ok this time, it’s the last time. I promise.

Step 1. Admit it.

Continued use despite adverse effects.

cjG

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