It’s the last days of the year. They weigh heavy: everyone is tired, ready for a couple of days of rest. A break. But it’s not like you’re going to get those over Christmas, right? Family visits, spending time with friends. 3-course meals are hard work – especially when you have one planned for breakfast AND one for dinner.
I feel it myself. I’m tired. My eyes have been half-closed ever since I woke up and all the coffee in the world can’t keep me awake. Those last three things on my to-do-list keep staring back at me, taunting me. ‘You know you won’t finish us! You’re never going back to bed!’
But that’s the thing. I don’t want to go back to bed. I don’t want to spend my days in a haze of fatigue, I don’t want it constantly hanging over me. I want to live! I want to do fun stuff and I want to write stories about them, I want to go out and meet people and buy Christmas presents and go get a haircut. I don’t want to cancel appointments because I’m too tired and need to get amped up for Christmas. What backwards world is this?
When did tired – or busy – become the new standard for measuring how your life is going? I keep hearing it from people around me when I ask them how they’re doing.
‘Busy. Tired. You know. The usual.’
Why?! When did this become an acceptable answer to the question ‘how are you?’ When did it become an acceptable way of living your life? When did it become so acceptable, that we don’t feel like we’re doing adulthood right if we’re not tired?!
I don’t get it. I almost feel guilt-tripped into feeling like I’m not doing enough if I’m not absolutely exhausted all the time. Like I’m not working hard enough, not achieving enough. Not getting anywhere near my goals.
But ehm, hello, burn-out numbers? People falling out left and right with signs of being overworked and underrelaxed? Isn’t that a hint that maybe being tired shouldn’t be the standard?
Maybe we should stop working so hard and start living more. Maybe it’s time to shift the balance back to what is really important. Making more time for the things that make us happy. Whatever that is. Whatever gives you energy. Maybe we need to take a step back and decide what it is we want from life.
And maybe we can’t – and shouldn’t want to – do it all.
I’m too tired to think about it anymore. What do you think? What’s your solution to feeling tired all the time?