Burnout is real and I'm living it
Wake up, commute, work, come home, parent solo while wife's in meetings, bedtime routine, repeat. Weekends are just catching up on chores and meal prep. I literally cannot remember the last time I did something just for me that wasn't scrolling Reddit at 11pm. I think I'm depressed but also maybe just... done? Everything feels gray. Is this what burnout feels like or am I actually messed up?
This is the trap though - you're waiting for a weekend to have free time but then weekends fill up with the stuff you couldn't do during the week. It spirals. You gotta protect some actual off time or you'll burn out completely. Even just 2 hours on a Sunday where nobody asks anything of you.