Why I’m Not Romanticizing My Own Exhaustion

They say, “Enjoy it while it lasts!”, “You’ll never be this young again!”, “This is the best time of your life!”

But if the best time means pushing through burnout, masking my struggles, and barely getting by—then I’m not interested.

This isn’t a pity party. It’s a protest.

Because I’m tired of being gaslit by nostalgia I don’t even have yet.