I feel a nervous breakdown coming. I just feel it. My boss, I think, is having one. He’s sort of been out of commission for the past two weeks. When a 60-year-old man is running around on barely any sleep, then is in the office the next day answering calls and talking to investors like it’s no big deal, I thought to myself, “Ok, I don’t know how he does it. I’m about to keel over from exhaustion.” Now he’s AWOL. So that’s what happened. He wasn’t able to deal.
I am getting there. Weekend jaunts to LA and Scottsdale aren’t going to cut it. I’m adjusting to a new boyfriend who is free every single week night. He says, “I don’t like to make plans when I have to work the next day.” In contrast, I’ve got a weekly writing class. I’m shepherding volunteers for Burning Man. I’m helping with my b-school’s reunion. I’m in a book club. I have friends to cater to, family to spend time with. I try to get around this by bulking people together, meeting as a group for happy hour or dinner. But there are those who are a bit needy. They don’t understand why we can’t have one-on-one time. I am going to lose it very very soon.
How do other people deal with this problem?