Okay so this is probably like, a totally normal thing, but it’s been bugging me, you know? Like, sometimes you’re just doing your job, doing the thing you *thought* you wanted to do, and people are telling you you’re doing great, and you just… don’t feel anything. Like, someone was telling me this really sad, intense story the other day, about something truly awful that happened to them, and I was sitting there, nodding, making all the right noises, and inside my head it was just… static? Just totally blank. Like I was watching a movie about someone else, even though I was RIGHT THERE. And it's not like I don't care, I do, I *think* I do, but it just wasn't landing, if that makes sense? And then the whole thing with my supervisor happened, which is honestly why I’m even typing this out. She, like, sat me down after that — not because I did anything wrong, I actually got a pretty good review overall, which is another layer of weird — and she suggested I take some time off, you know, for my mental health? And I just… immediately shut it down. Like, "Oh no, I'm totally fine, I don't need that," even though a part of me was screaming YES PLEASE. But it felt like admitting defeat, I guess? Or like, admitting I wasn't cut out for it, which is the WORST feeling. Because I *want* to be good at this. I really do. So now I’m still here, still doing the same thing, and it’s still happening. People tell me these incredibly personal, painful things, and I can say all the right words, I can look empathetic, but inside it’s just… empty. Like I’m running on autopilot. And I don’t know if that makes me a bad person, or just, like, burnt out? But I can’t tell anyone that. Especially not after telling my supervisor I was FINE. Because then it’s like, a whole thing, and I just… don't have the energy for a whole thing right now. You know? Sometimes you just gotta keep going, even if you feel like a robot.