Warnings : mental/emotional burnout, crying, sad thoughts, bed rotting, brief mention of self negelct, comfort, pet names (Ma, baby, sweetheart, angel.), angst?
A/N : Matt and Chris are dating reader! If I’m being honest, I’ve never written a thing for a three person couple so sorry if this is eh and let me know if yall fw it? I’ve been in such a sad mood that now it’s making me want to write sad stuff again. Also if any of this is touchy subject for you please read at your own risk! It’s not very detailed but just in case. Always remember to reach out to someone if you ever need help, I am here for any of you that need to talk. <3
To say you were drained was an understatement. Your mind feeling foggy everyday as if you were just existing without ever really thinking. It became more common for yourself to just lay in bed everyday before and after work, not really doing anything to care for yourself much in between.
Matt and Chris had no idea how bad you were getting. Always making excuses not to see them because you were “too busy” when that was never really the case. You were always bad at expressing your feelings, not letting anyone offer help because you were so used to suffering alone.
It felt like you were drowning, your own thoughts consumed your mind every second of the day. You were tired, sore, and mentally exhausted. Wanting to leave your job, the weight of responsibilities becoming too much to bear.
So here you were, laying in your bed with the covers up to your chin and your stuffed animal clutched tightly in your grasp. Your two weeks already out, in and over with, no longer working. You had yet to tell Matt and Chris, slightly ignoring their texts and ghosting them as you reveled in your own mind.
They became worried, constantly talking to one another about what to do and if they should go see you because it had been weeks.
So when they had finally showed up at your home, using their spare key to let themselves in, they found it in disarray. Clothes scattered in places they shouldn’t be, take out containers littered the floor. They frowned, looking at one another as they made their way to your room.
You could hear their hushed voices, footsteps growing louder as they approached your room. Of course they knocked first, entering in shortly after. It was dark, the blackout curtains drawn closed to drown out the light.
“Sweetheart?” Matt questioned, his body moving toward the bed as Chris trailed behind slightly. You didn’t move, your eyes staring blankly as his frame appeared in front of you.
His hand came out slowly to the cover, pulling it down slight to see your face. You looked pale, the dark bags under your eyes indicating you weren’t getting enough sleep. It broke their hearts.
Chris came up behind you, the bed dipping where he sat down, his hand coming out to rub your back. “Ma what’s wrong?” He asked, the worry laced into his words.
You just shook your head at them, “couldn’t take it anymore — s’too much.” You whispered as your face grew hot. Big tears streaming down your face quickly. “I-I feel so worn down. So d-drained — m’left my j-job.” You sobbed.
Their eyes widened at your words, your tears cascading down your cheeks. Matt laid down In front of you, pulling you to his chest as Chris laid behind you. “Shh — s’okay baby. Why didn’t you tell us?” Matt said as he ran his hand along your hair, the strands tangled slightly.
You shrugged, continuing to cry into his chest. Chris’ hand rubbed soothing circles on your back, trying to help calm you. “I-I just didn’t — didn’t w-want you guys to b-be concerned.” You whispered between sobs, the tears wetting Matt’s shirt. Your hands fisted in his shirt, holding him close to you as you just broke.
“We’re always going to be concerned about you baby, whether it be for small things or big things. We won’t ever stop worrying about you.” Chris stated, Matt nodding in agreement as he added on to Chris’ words. “You can always tell us if something is bothering you sweetheart — if you’re struggling, because we’ll always be here to help you.”
You nodded your head, knowing their words were true. “I was s-so unhappy there — it became too m-much on my mental health.. and emotional health.” You stated, sniffling as your tears began to stop. Feeling too tired to cry anymore. “Became hard to find time to do anything, hard to t-take care of myself.” You added.
Chris and Matt nodded at your words, holding you in their embraces tighter. It felt good to be held by them, after pushing them away for so many weeks, allowing yourself to somewhat relax after the constant fighting with your brain.
“We’re here now angel. let us take care of you, okay?” Matt whispered against your head as his lips pressed a kiss to your temple.
Chris nodded in agreement, “you don’t have to worry about a thing ma, just let us help you feel better. How about a nice long bubble bath?” He said, squeezing your hip reassuringly.
You nodded your head slowly, allowing them to take over for you, to help you just let go. You felt Chris move behind you, standing up to walk to your connected bathroom. Cupboard doors behind opened and closed as the water began to run, Matt holding you close still as his hands continued to rub soothing circles on you.
Chris walked back into the room, making his way back over to where you and Matt were. He pulled the covers back from you, scooping you up in his arms gently as he pressed a kiss to your head just like Matt did. He walked back to the bathroom, setting you down gently as Matt followed behind.
“Let’s get you out of these clothes and into the bath okay?” He said softly, tugging your shirt up and over your head. The rest of your clothes following suit as he guided you into the tub, Matt helping where he could.
They sat there near you as you seemed to relax into the warm water, eyes closing momentarily. You somehow knew you were going to be okay, even if it was going to be hard to fix how you were feeling. But, you had two of the most amazing people to help you every step of the way.
A/N 2 : Wrote this while half asleep so if it seems repetitive and such I’m sorry </3
Neuroatypical ppl, how do you keep a job and not be in a constant state of burnout, not lose almost every aspect of your personality & self esteem and have energy to do things beside your job?
Feeling overwhelmed, emotionally drained or detached from your work can make even the simplest tasks feel impossible. Many professionals experience moments like these, and they can pop up seemingly at any time over the course of a career, but those that do feel what might be recognized as ‘burnout’ don’t always realize what’s going on beneath the surface.
New to Tumblr: Seeking an Escape from the 9-5 Grind at Home Depot
Hey there, Tumblr!
I’m new to this space, so I thought I’d kick things off by sharing a little about me and why I’m here. I’ve been working at Home Depot for a while now, and while I’ve learned a lot and met some great people, I’m starting to realize that the 9-5 grind is taking a serious toll on me.
It might sound a little strange, but at my age (still pretty young!), I’m already feeling the effects—constant aches, back pain, and just the general burnout that comes with standing on my feet all day, lifting things, and constantly being on the go. 😓 It’s starting to feel like I’m not just working to live, but my body is kind of pushing back against the whole thing, and I’m honestly kind of over it.
I’ve always wanted something more. I’ve dreamt about finding a way to escape this routine, to be more creative, and to work on my own terms. So, here I am, hoping that Tumblr might give me a space to do just that. Whether it’s writing, sharing thoughts, or just connecting with like-minded folks, I’m hoping to find an outlet that’ll help me break away from the grind. 💭
I’m not entirely sure what this blog will turn into, but I’m excited to explore. Maybe I’ll talk about my journey of trying to find freedom from the 9-5, or maybe I’ll just post about random things I’m passionate about. Either way, if you’re someone who’s also feeling the strain of the daily grind or just looking for a chill place to vibe, I’d love to hear from you.
So here’s to new beginnings, a little less stress, and maybe finding a way out of the work routine that’s been weighing on me. If you’ve been in a similar situation or have any advice, I’m all ears! Let’s connect!
Thanks for reading, and I can’t wait to share more soon!
Am I depressed alienated under capitalism burned out in a job that's a bad fit for me or something else
I didn't even have it in me to tell my boss when she asked me if I was enjoying my job "no, and I'm actually applying for other & better-paying opportunities right now". I just nodded bc I'm a fuckin. Coward w nothing else lined up. Quitting the one stable and in-theory permanent job I have with nothing lined up is career suicide. All the same the job kinda sucks enough of the time that I really would like to work elsewhere doing the part of the job I actually enjoy most of the time and not maybe 15 mins a week with no time to actually devote to it.
