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Battle Wounds For My Warriors: It’s Okay To Ask For Help

I don’t know about you, but recently I have felt like I wake up every day ready to wage on through the same war and fight a new battle. There are certain battles I’ve been fighting for a few years specifically when it comes to education. I respect our educators and honor the hard work they are doing, but I think the system is broken and our youth are suffering as a result. So, I stand at the front lines every day battling for the better.

That’s just one battle I’m waging every day. It’s exhausting.

I think maybe I should let some of my battles go. Maybe some aren’t worth fighting. Deep down in my soul, I know that’s not true. The problem is I cannot sit idly by when I see wrongs and injustice and just be okay with it. I am a warrior that way.

But even warriors get tired.


It also doesn’t mean I will quit. I just need to take a break, ask for help and reevaluate how best to strategize.

How many of you are feeling tired and worn out? Recently, I wrote a post about stress and burnout when it comes to your professional life for our office on LinkedIN. There are many strategies you can incorporate related to your natural strengths that can help you.

This post was just a check-in for anyone who might be battling the same way I am. Just a reminder it’s okay to rest. It’s okay to ask for help. Some days are a real struggle and I’m having one of those days today. So, for the rest of the day, I will forget my worries, turn on my Chill Mix on Apple Music and enjoy the rest of my day! I might even have a glass of wine! Hope you find a way to breathe and recenter. Don’t give up hope.

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Heather Chastain

About Heather

(So, my web designer says I needed to include a bio, though I find this task silly because, if you’re here, you know me.)

I’m a writer. It’s what I do. It’s a cathartic mechanism when I need release from my anxiety. I’ve had blogs in the past; I’ve taken them down, but I never stopped writing. I simply can’t. My notes app is forever long as it’s filled with pages and pages of different topics. Sometimes I just write a few sentences. Sometimes I write paragraphs.

Recently, I've been writing long essays. My friends and others I hold dear have coaxed me into sharing my work again.

So that's what I'm doing, you wicked, pushy people. LOL

I have no desire to see my writing be anything more than an opportunity to share what I love doing most. I have no interest in this blog reaching the masses.

I thought it would be fun to call it My Spicy Disaster because that's often how I feel. A complete mess of epic proportion. So join me, if you'd like, and let's pretend we're not sitting amongst the chaos crying, but laughing instead.

Or maybe we do cry sometimes, but then wipe our tears and remember one person’s disaster is another person’s … well, who the hell knows …