The Price of Always Pushing Through

 

I think I am about to pay a big price. A price that costs the comfort of living in your own body. A price that is too expensive for every human – the health.

The last two months, I have been pushing myself so much that now it is time for the results. Tests, doctors, tests, doctors – this is my last week. I have gained weight and I feel awful.

I have no patience. No energy. No will.

The Madness of "One More Day"

Two months ago, my focus was earning money and working too much. I wanted to do more and more to make sure we could start renovating our house. And in the process, I forgot to love myself. I forgot to treat myself right. I forgot to take care of my body and mind.

I was blind to the exhaustion, telling myself: "Just one more day." But the day became a week, and the week became months. And here I am today, trying to squeeze doctor's appointments into my busy schedule.

What Really Matters

If I could go back, honestly, I would slap myself just to stop this madness. This endless rush of tasks and work. I would make myself sit down and think of how I see myself in a few years.

Healthy? Running with my small boy? Or drinking lots of pills and having zero energy?

I still do not know how expensive the price will be. But I know one thing for sure – I am officially off the busy schedules.

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