There’s a kind of busyness that looks like progress but isn’t. The sudden urge to reorganize a drawer, push harder in a workout, scroll endlessly, or take on more work. It’s not momentum. It’s escape. Productivity becomes the perfect cover. If the calendar stays full and the to-do list never ends, there’s no room for anything else. No space for thoughts that sting or feelings that sit too heavy. The disguise works—until it doesn’t. Because the moment everything quiets, an unwelcome question slips through: What’s being …
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