For a long time, I believed the constant pressure I felt was simply part of being a responsible adult…you know adulting and stuff.
I had built a career as a nurse, working in fast-paced environments where quick decisions, emotional endurance, and the ability to keep going under pressure were simply part of the job. My nervous system adapted beautifully to that world. It learned how to stay alert, how to anticipate problems, and how to push through exhaustion when other people needed me.
At the time, I thought that was just what strength looked like and wore it like a badge of honor.
What I didn’t realize was that my body had learned how to live in a constant state of urgency. Even when life slowed down, my system didn’t always know how to follow. My mind would keep running through the next ten things that needed to happen, and relaxing often felt really uncomfortable.