I had about 48 hours mid-2016 when I
honestly thought self-management didn’t work. Everything that I had based the
last 5 or so years of my life (personally and professionally) was a lie. Those 48
hours painfully passed, and left me with a reaffirmed understanding of
self-management and belief in the process.
That invisible way stress accumulates, that
way you start to be aware of it and think that you can cling on until X or Y
and then you can rest and sort it all out… and then very suddenly, you can’t
and it all crashes down around you. I had what I can only describe as a the
worst panic attack, but it was nothing to do with panic and more a depression
attack, but with all the standard panic attack symptoms. Typical for me, with
my history of major medical events, this happened whilst I was out sailing.
Whisked away by my (utterly brilliant and unconditionally supportive) parents
to my grandmothers house, a real safe haven for me, I was in shock and quite
numb. Everything had just got a bit too much, and I had burnt out.