Burnout is an affliction of the high achiever, and I know this first hand.
I’m a top performer. I spent decades driving myself to the edge of my potential, and achieving success.
But without the right resources to recharge, without the mental frameworks or practices that would allow me to sustain what I had created, I often would find myself looking around at my success, wondering why I wasn’t happier in spite of what I had created.
While working toward my Bachelor’s Degree at night and on the weekends, I scaled the corporate ladder in the Silicon Valley.
I achieved greater success than anyone else I knew my age. By age 32 (I’m now 47):
- I was managing a division of a company that spanned 12 states and 13 direct reports, with a 1.5 million dollar annual budget.
- I was earning 6-figures + stock options + a fat 401K, while sitting in a “corner office”.
- I had a BMW and boat in the driveway of the home that I owned and a vacation timeshare in Maui.