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The StruggleBurnout

​I FORGOT MY OWN PHONE NUMBER DURING AN OPERATIONAL CALL

Dear Delyara, The central monitoring station called my gatehouse phone at 4:45 AM to update our emergency contact register, and when the operator asked me to confirm my personal mobile number, my mind went completely, terrifyingly blank. I sat there with the receiver pressed to my ear, stumping and stammering for ten horrific seconds, unable to remember the digits I’ve used for over a decade. The operator laughed nervously, asking if I’d had enough coffee. I managed to find it written on a card in my wallet, but after I hung up, my hands were shaking so badly I dropped the receiver. My brain is literally starting to misfire from the sleep deprivation. I am forcing myself to hold an entire digital platform, a property company, and a luxury house together in my head, and the internal wiring is starting to melt under the heat.

ANONYMOUS