So, I’ve been staring at my laptop for three hours today and I only managed to produce about half an email. Honestly, it feels like the irony of working from home is that while we all wanted the freedom, we often end up creating a building of mental hurdles just as high as those in a physical office. Lately, my brain has been feeling a bit like a fried circuit board—you know that feeling when you’re just staring at something and your internal monologue is just screaming ‘I’m tired’? That’s exactly where I am with the burnout. It’s not some dramatic, cinematic explosion; it’s more of a slow, creeping exhaustion that makes even the smallest task feel like climbing a mountain.
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