The joys of burning out. You’re on fire with all your energy. Nothing can stop you, I mean, you’re on a roll. You’re gonna do it all!
But you can’t keep it up forever. You realise this and panic. What do you do? You need to continue on. You can’t fight against it, and you fall back down to Earth. Back to reality and all it’s vicious deadlines, people and problems.
Burning out during university on a creative course is tough. You’re expected to do something fancy for every piece. Expected to have a massive portfolio for several lectures (maybe not massive, but it takes time) and the capacity to keep up with it. For some people, this is easy. For others…not so much.
I’ve tried to keep going, but I’ve fallen from grace in relation to my first year of university. This year I’ve just been burnt out, and unsure how long it’ll last for. I’m not happy - like several people - with what I’m producing.
It’s not that you don’t have the imagination, or the ideas. It’s just that there’s just so much stress. Some people have outside factors of stress, like the physical and mental…and it is hard.
In terms of myself, my art has suffered, my writing has suffered and my mentality has suffered enough blows this year to make me wonder if I’m going to burn out even more in my third year. Or just die in the summer.
Maybe the burn out is good. Makes you not become an arrogant git. But it always seems to happen when you really don’t want it.