A few months back, my body started talking to me. My shoulders and neck ached deeply, a strong headache overtook my ability to think clearly, and my brain felt frazzled. The thought of applying effort to anything at all left me short of breath. I was in a state of sheer exhaustion.
I then spent the next two days in bed. Immobile. Essentially useless. Drowning myself in caffeine and hoping for enough energy just to make it to the carpool lane to pick up my toddler from school. I wasn’t sick -- I was burnt out. And it was really, truly terrifying.
