It starts on Sunday...
A low-grade dread that builds through the evening and makes the weekend feel like it already ended. By Monday morning you're exhausted before you've done anything. You get through the day by saying yes to everything and you come home with nothing left. Not for your family. Not for yourself.
You stare at your phone until midnight not because you want to, but because it's the only part of the day that feels like it belongs to you.
You've tried rest. You came back from a week off and felt exactly the same by Wednesday. You've tried meditation. You've read the books. You know you need to "set boundaries." But nothing sticks, because the same inbox, the same boss, and the same pressure are still waiting every morning.
This isn't a willpower problem...
You're not lazy. You're not ungrateful. You are overloaded and under-protected and most burnout advice was built for people who can take three months off, which you cannot.