I’m not a patient person. My modus operandi is setting audacious goals and compiling long to-do lists as I schedule my daily and weekly tasks. Friends and family council me, telling me I am too optimistic, too unrealistic, and too driven. They caution me to decrease my breakneck pace, saying I will burn out and quit.
I have a slow speed. Sometimes I downshift into low gear. I recognize it is necessary and healthy to disengage and relax, and I take days away from my work. I can do nothing — for a while. Extended periods of relaxation with nothing to do, increases my stress and grates on my nerves, my anxiety escalates, and I can’t sit still. I pace the floors, roaming from room to room, desperate to find an activity to keep my hands and mind engaged. I know I will attain my goals because I cannot stop.
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