A woman with her arms raised to the sky, face looking up to the sky and smiling. Perched on the windowsill of a car. Wind blowing in her hair.

How do I know when I’m burnt out?  My giant jerk of an ego tells me some pretty harsh nontruths! Some choice examples from my negative self-talk rotation: Who cares what you have to say! You’re lazy. Noone likes you anyways. You’re not smart enough. You’re an imposter! Not to mention that when I’m burnt […]