Social Burnout

Jun 25, 2013 by

          By Sunday of this past weekend, I was exhausted! I was supposed to go to an outdoor festival with one of the fabulous girls I got to know at the going away party I went to (alone!) at the beginning of the month. However, since we were expecting rain, we decided to postpone our plans to hang out. Sunday ended up being a beautiful day, but I was dead tired, so it worked out for the best.

          Even so, I felt terribly guilty for not going out. First of all, I almost never cancel plans. Flakiness irritates me, so I do my best to follow through. Since we were both hesitant to go because of potential inclement weather and given that we’ll be rescheduling, I didn’t really flop. I knew there was no need for me to feel bad about this, but I’m easily guilt-ridden.  Secondly, I felt like I was going against my happiness experiment by declining a social invite. If I’ve been available, I’ve tried to accept all social invitations that I’ve received in the last couple of months.

          On Sunday, I felt stuck in a catch-22. My happiness experiment initially started as a way to let myself do what I want to do. It’s evolved from its beginnings. By contrast, over time, I began to force myself to do things that I didn’t want to do. I needed to become sociable! I pushed myself to go out with new people and to do new things even though it made me extremely uncomfortable. The positive results were immediate and astounding. (I would encourage anyone to get themselves out of their personal comfort zones. You’d be amazed by the good things that can happen.) My acceptance of social invitations became vital to my happiness experiment. Thus, I felt like I was cheating it by staying in. While chilling at home was in line with my happiness experiment because it was what I wanted to do, it was also against my happiness experiment because it meant saying no to a social invite. Lose-lose in the battle against my guilt. Or, I paused my annoying internal struggle, win-win? Though either way I was doing something against my happiness experiment, I was also doing something in favour of it either way.

          It was decided: I was going to take my happiness experiment back to the basics. I asked myself what I wanted to do. I wanted to chill out! I was in much need of some rest. When I woke up on Sunday feeling like death after ten hours of sleep, I knew that my body was begging me to relax. I took it easy and blogged the day away, basking in the mind-blowing realization that my social life has become so active that I needed to take a mini break from it! Is this real? Life is amazing! (I totally ended up getting antsy by the evening and going out for ice cream.)

Happiness Tip: Relax!

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