While I was lurking around today, I found someone who mentioned working 12-16 hours a day. That reminds me of one time in my life where I spent that much of hours to work my ass off. Do I like my job? Do I love money? no and yes. My main reason of working too much was because I was running from my problem.
How far could I run? well not that far. By 2019 I got too burned out and started feeling anhedonia. I also created more problems on top of my unsolvable problems. Only in 2020, I started realizing many things in life and decided to let go my dreams and goals.
By the end of 2020, instead of having more energy to work, I started having lethargy issue where I was bed-ridden. I felt very old and sick that time. Then, though I still have this lethargy problem, my mood greatly improves as I stay close with my mother and eliminating some financial worries that I have. So though my financial situation was not great, I managed to lower my expenses.
This january, I feel much rejuvenated from life and my bagagge. So, I am looking forward to work more and by more I mean 10 to 12 hours a day. I am quite thrilled.
