I can’t relax during break, Gentle Reader, and it’s something I’m working on with my psychologist. It is literally hard for me to calm down and acknowledge that I have time off and I can relax. This has been my state of being for years. I’ve managed to fill it with books and reading, but lately, even that has been hard.
I need a schedule. My mind craves one like a body craves chocolate. Even on break, even on vacation, I need something to do.
It’s so hard, and I feel like such a failure at enjoying life.
The Postmodern Bluestocking 