I burned out and nearly left. Here’s How I’m Recovering.

So, I have a confession for you. A few months ago, I was planning on leaving everything. I was planning on deleting my YouTube channels, leaving my flat, Scotland, and possibly changing my name completely. I was going to keep my number and keep in contact with friends, but I wasn’t planning on telling anyone where I was going. I was going to pack up my belongings, leave the country, and vanish. I would create a whole new identity, complete my PhD under a new name and start life from scratch.

This wouldn’t have been completely out of the realm of reality for me; I mean, it’s the reason I first moved to Scotland and changed my surname on a whim, again, without telling anyone.

Life can be really overwhelming, and sometimes, you want to run away from it all and start from scratch.

I was tired of doing everything alone and working non-stop, seven days a week, without the ability to afford help. I missed reading books and graphic design; I didn’t have time to exercise any more or the willpower to eat healthily because the haunting weight of my workload and the pressure I had on myself to survive and do well crushed my autonomy. I was desperate to shed the weight from me; I wanted to destroy and leave everything I had built up over the years and sacrificed so much for with the click of a button because…