When Self-Care Knocks

Acrostic poem — Burnout prompt

Photo by Zach Betten on Unsplash

Beat up and breathless I feel
Resentful and
Numb, no longer
Overjoyed by my work, but rather
Utterly over it all;
Tapped out.




We publish high-quality personal essays, humor essays, and writer interviews. Our goal is to provide a place for experienced writers to share authentic stories and connect with others, collectively celebrating a common passion, striving toward an age of empathy.

Recommended from Medium

We Are With The Winds

The Ice In My Hands

Come This Way…

Beautiful green grasses, and plants with delicate white flowers grow near a powerful waterfall.

Sorry Poem

Wisdom Mysteries

Night Time (Poem #7)

This Insanity Has Got To Stop!

Get the Medium app

A button that says 'Download on the App Store', and if clicked it will lead you to the iOS App store
A button that says 'Get it on, Google Play', and if clicked it will lead you to the Google Play store
Galit Birk, PhD

Galit Birk, PhD

Psychology, human potential, therapy, coaching, possibility, vulnerability, authenticity, connection, being known, giving my words wings! Perfectly imperfect.

More from Medium

Perspectives and Priorities

Move Mindfully Into the New Year

Oh, My Brussels Sprouts

A picture of a blue plate full of sliced brussel sprouts sprinkled with salt and pepper and drizzled with oil.