Burnout isn’t always dramatic.
It doesn’t always look like crying on the floor or missing deadlines. Sometimes it looks like still showing up — just without feeling anything.
You stop caring the way you used to.
You stop reacting.
You stop hoping.
You function. You smile. You handle things. And inside, everything feels muted — like someone turned the volume down on your life.
That’s the dangerous part.
Because numb looks productive. Numb looks responsible. Numb gets praised.
Until one day you realize you don’t recognize yourself anymore.
Burnout didn’t break me loudly.
It hollowed me out quietly.
Tag line:
Unhinged But Alive — functioning, not fine.
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