I took some time off last week to rewind, recharge, and reset. Big things are on the horizon and although exciting, I was beginning to feel emotionally exhausted. It turns out that a week spent in solitude, away from virtual correspondence, was exactly what the PA ordered.
While on vacay, I FINALLY finished “The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F***” by @markmanson and listened to few episodes of @danielle.marie.pac podcast “Strong + Unfiltered.” Talk about some incredible and inspiring human beings that are professionals at lighting a fire under your butt.
Although initially refreshed by my hiatus, upon my return, I felt myself slipping back into old habits. I felt the need to apologize for my absence– to explain why I hadn’t responded to texts, calls, DMs, emails, etc. in over a week. I began to draft what I might say, “Sorry I’ve been MIA,” or “My apologizes for going off the radar."
But then I remembered that I don’t owe anyone an apology for taking care of myself– and neither do you. It’s impossible to pour from an empty cup. As providers, friends, daughters, sons, mothers, fathers, significant others, WE MUST account for our own wellbeing in order to best serve others.
All of that to say, I’m back and I'm ready to tackle what this week and the rest of 2020 has in store for me. Here’s to hoping that includes the end of COVID-19 and the beginning of my career.
P.S. I’m late to the #medbikini game. And no, I don’t plan on apologizing for this photo either– taken while enjoying a well-deserved break during the thick of PA school.
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