I am not very good at it. When I feel burnt out, I try to set aside time for me. I never do it in a timely manner, and find myself doing damage control at the frayed end of a short rope.
Yay! Relax! De-stress!
Easier said than done.
Mostly I sit around, too exhausted to function, and foster guilt about what I should be doing if I wasn’t so lazy.
I’m beginning to think there is a different way.
If I prioritize better, I won’t be mindlessly busy. If I stop trying to advance in a career I don’t love, I won’t work fourteen hour days. If I stop holding myself to a ridiculous standard set by someone else, I might be more productive with my writing.
And if I can turn down the clamoring noise in my brain, I might have more energy for the things and people I love.
This sort of pragmatic stoicism takes practice, and I need help. I’m listening to Tim Ferriss and Seneca, and reading Essentialism by Greg McKeown. Hopefully they will provide a great launching pad for this next evolution.