There was a point last year when my body began changing in ways I could not ignore. My periods, which had always been like clockwork , suddenly were not. They arrived early. Then late. Then they lasted two full weeks. That had never happened before. Because my cycle had always been predictable, the shift unsettled me more than I expected. I realised how much comfort I had taken in that reliability. I went to the gynaecologist hoping for clarity. The appointment did not really

Burnout didn’t arrive as a dramatic stopping point for me. It arrived quietly, while I was still functioning. I was building a business, leading teams, creating, showing up. From the outside, things looked steady. Even successful. But inside, something was thinning out. My energy. My confidence. My sense of why I was doing what I was doing. At first, I thought I needed to try harder. Be more disciplined. More organised. More resilient. That is what we are taught to do when

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