It’s official: I’m burning myself out. I’m stretching myself too thin. In my desire to do everything all at once I’ve lost myself in the process. I’m tired and stressed and terrified. I miss feeling happy. I start the day eager for it to end, and when it ends I fear its inevitable forthcoming; this is how my life usually goes nowadays. I miss waking up in the morning and enjoying the view, without a trace of anxiety. I miss weekends. I miss having enough time to do things I love. I miss doing things I love. I believe it is important to choose the sacrifices you make in life. I like to think this sacrifice I’m making will be worth it.