A few years ago, I had a job that pushed me to my limits.

Over the course of the year I was there, I was exposed to unnecessary stress and high expectations that caused severe physical reactions. From stressed induced alopecia to vomiting at the thought of going to work, I have never experienced such visceral responses that still, at times, affect me today.

And now? I think I’m finally at the point where I can talk about this particularly dark period of my life.

The Bad

During this ill begotten year, pandora’s box opened in my personal and professional life. With an overbearing, enslaving job to go to during by day, and a barrage of instability and overwhelming lack of stability by night, it’s no wonder I reached my breaking point.

It was during this time that I desperately sought out medical and psychological help which helped lay the foundation to my recovery. Upon being diagnosed with depression and anxiety, I begrudgingly started my journey.

With near weekly sessions with a therapist, a new job, and adopting the most precious being in existence (my dog), I’ve been able to piece my life back together.

The Good

Now, this might be surprising, but there has been a lot of good to come out from my burnout. From starting a new job, I’ve gained new friendships, strengthened my sense of self, built resilience.

Looking back to all that happened over the course of that year, I can say with certainty, getting through each hardship has helped me become a more centered and rounded individual.

I have learned:

• Burnout is more common than you might think
• Seeking help is not a bad thing
• There is nothing wrong with needing medication
• I am a better person now because I have overcome so much

I wrote this blog to help bring awareness to the importance of mental health, and to prove to myself how far I have come.

If you like this blog, have a look at some of my other posts.