doing too much: hard truths from the ambition trap

why I'm saying goodbye to our robes and pivoting while ahead

A few weeks ago, I collapsed into the fetal position on my warm couch after a grueling day, iPhone in hand, dreading the onslaught of notifications lighting up my screen. This had become my norm: up at 5 a.m. to scribble a quick brain dump in my journal and try to calm my nervous system, then diving into whichever deadline loomed most intensely while my…