I used to think 'burnout' was just a fancy word for being lazy, honestly. Now I think it's what happens when you finally catch up to the freight train of expectations you built for yourself. I used to think 'busy' meant I was valuable. Now I see it was just a convenient distraction from the actual hard work of figuring out what mattered, and admitting I was afraid of failing at it. I still fall for the busy trap sometimes, but at least I recognize the smell of it now.