I Don’t Know How to Rest Without Feeling Like I’m Failing

The hidden trauma of high-performance survival mode — and why your exhaustion isn’t weakness

I don’t know how to rest.

Not really. Not without guilt crawling up my spine like a fucking parasite. Not without that gnawing feeling that I’m falling behind, disappointing someone, or proving every single critic right who said I’d never amount to shit.

And I know I’m not alone in this.

Because for people like us — the high performers who were built in tr…