Taking the Day Off Is A Good Thing

I have done my research on workaholism, it’s actually an acknowledged thing for one. Working too much runs in my family, big time. Workaholics live for work. They push themselves to overwork. I learned how to be a workaholic in my family of origin. No love for me there unless I was overdoing it. I’m trying to cure myself of workaholism even if I’m a work from home person. I have to learn how to moderate how much I get done, and how much I work in general since I realize I have to trust myself to know when to stop. I need to learn to give myself breaks since I grew up without taking many breaks while doing schoolwork or other work as I got older.

I realize I have a work ethic compared to my old friends that I had to dump, since you have to change your mindset, and I’m trying to learn to take my addiction seriously, since I have therapists around teaching me how not to over do things. Going into meditation mode I have set up my work schedule to be 4:00 a.m. – 10:00 a.m. at the very least, although I’ve managed to keep going until 11:00 a.m. where I set up the TV on my computer and stream/watch TV.

My parents failed to see that life is not all about working to prove you are worth something, mean something, or are somebody that amounts to something. The gods actually care more about how may friends you have, and how much love you give. It isn’t about the work, since that is a waste of time. I let go of my addiction to working. Why should I try to impress others by waking up at 3:00 a.m. just so my neighbors go, aha! She’s a productive schizoaffective, we don’t feel sorry for her. I’m trying to reframe my busy-ness by seeing what compels me to overwork. There are actually workaholism anonymous groups along with Underearners Anonymous that a friend referred me to. For me, taking the day off is a radical act of rebellion. I’m trying to respect myself on my birthday, which is tomorrow.