Burning out is when you are so stressed, so under pressure, so exhausted that you lose the north, and you start to make reasoning that doesn't look fool only to you.
Is not a pleasant situation.
You do not sleep, you do not eat, you do not have sexual impulses, you get hungry for a trifle, simple problems appear like insurmountable peaks that drives you in a blue and dark deeep hole.
It's more frequent in places where the word 'airiness' is a dusty fossil, like South Sudan, Iraq or the refugees camps, but the Burning Out is like the devil rabbit of Donnie Darko. It's pops up whenever you are not ready for.
Not funny.
Even if some funny stories comes from this.
Like this man, so exhausted but still too proud to resign, first he purchased a gun because he was sure the logistician wanted to kill him, then went for a weekend on the sea side trying to relax, and finally he tough was a good idea to use the gun for fishing and shoot his feet. The last drop.
But he won a long holiday.
Nobody knows if he shoot himself in purpose to run away, I was told that he confessed so once.
But maybe because, when is mind came back on the straight way, he realized the idiocy he made, that he felt ashamed.
That was his last mission forever.
Expats has an expiring date.
Is not a pleasant situation.
You do not sleep, you do not eat, you do not have sexual impulses, you get hungry for a trifle, simple problems appear like insurmountable peaks that drives you in a blue and dark deeep hole.
It's more frequent in places where the word 'airiness' is a dusty fossil, like South Sudan, Iraq or the refugees camps, but the Burning Out is like the devil rabbit of Donnie Darko. It's pops up whenever you are not ready for.
Not funny.
Even if some funny stories comes from this.
Like this man, so exhausted but still too proud to resign, first he purchased a gun because he was sure the logistician wanted to kill him, then went for a weekend on the sea side trying to relax, and finally he tough was a good idea to use the gun for fishing and shoot his feet. The last drop.
But he won a long holiday.
Nobody knows if he shoot himself in purpose to run away, I was told that he confessed so once.
But maybe because, when is mind came back on the straight way, he realized the idiocy he made, that he felt ashamed.
That was his last mission forever.
Expats has an expiring date.
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