the moment you realize you don’t need more motivation, more information, or another “biohacked” version of yourself is quite unsettling because all you need subtraction. you need silence. you need to stop rehearsing who you think you should be. most people don’t burn out because “life is hard” blah blah blah. they burn out because they NEVER stop performing. they carry identities that no longer fit, habits that once protected them, beliefs borrowed from systems that were never designed for human nervous systems. letting go feels like death because in a way, it is. but underneath the collapse is relief. space. breath. the body remembers how to settle. clarity returns without effort and slowly, life stops feeling like something to survive. it becomes something you inhabit again.