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where does it stop?

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Asking where it stops usually means something has been running longer than it should. A task, a worry, a standard you hold yourself to, a role you play. Most of us have a clear sense of where things start and almost none of where they end.

Where does the work stop and I begin? When did "enough effort" quietly turn into "never off"? What would be different if this had an end point I chose, rather than the one exhaustion picks? Is it the thing that doesn't stop, or my permission to put it down?

People ask this one sideways too: why can't I switch off, why does a finished day still feel unfinished, when is it okay to be done.

A lot of things have no natural edge. A job that lives in your phone, a worry that has no task attached to it, an old argument that replays in the shower. They don't end on their own, because nothing in them was ever built to end. The edge has to be drawn by someone, and the someone is usually you.

Some of what you're still carrying was never yours to finish. A standard you picked up from the people around you, a responsibility that moved onto you when no one else took it. How would I know which parts are actually mine?

There's a difference between stopping and quitting. Stopping can be a pause, a rest, a line drawn on a Tuesday. Quitting usually gets named later, by someone else. What would it feel like to stop without it counting as either?

The body tends to know before the mind admits it. A clenched jaw at a screen, shoulders up near the ears, a breath held through the last hour. Where does it stop for the body, and who gets to decide when that point has been passed?

I wrote about chasing a feeling that was already here in What Are You Chasing? (And What If You Already Have It), and about being enough without earning it in You Were Never Here to Matter, Only to Be.

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