I'm overwhelmed. I feel like this isn't living. I truly hate the glorification of busy. I grew up in a house that glorified being busy; I was taught, even if nonverbally, if you aren't busy, you're lazy.
Now, in my 30s, I see that busyness is running away. I see it's distraction. Or, in some cases, it's trying to survive.
Stop glorifying busy. It's the enemy.
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