Working is for living. Living is not for working.

by thereisnosurvivorsguide

Yesterday I sat down at home and I felt guilty.  Or maybe it was shame.

It was the same feeling I get when I have called in sick to work, but need to run to the store for tissues or something to eat or drink.


Like I am not allowed.

Like someone will think me guilty, but give me no chance to explain.

Like I have no business resting.

Like I was born to work.


Like I cannot afford free time.