I keep finding myself in this trap of being mentally
and physically exhausted, but still getting up and doing stuff nonstop because I can't sit still and relax without feeling some kind of internalized guilt, or feeling uncomfortable because I feel like I
need to be doing something. being on my feet constantly is exhausting, but "relaxing" makes me uncomfortable. I can't win.
it probably doesn't help that, in my house, living with my parents, I can never, EVER catch a break. They constantly call for me and send me messages, they constantly walk into my room asking me things, they constantly ask me questions and get upset when I don't answer the way they want me to (as if it's rhetorical). that on top of everything else going on with the animals and my friends and my work/hobbies. I literally never catch a break. it's nonstop.
I've been thinking lately about the idea of sitting with discomfort, letting it have its place. and it seems weird to have to apply that to "relaxation" time, but that's the situation I find myself in. I'm used to never having time to relax, my body doesn't know what it means to actually relax. all it knows is times where I'm super busy and bustling, and times when I'm still consistently occupied but moving a little more slowly. there's never true relaxation, and doing anything of the sort feels very uncomfortable to me.
I just don't even know anymore honestly.