So, after seven years I’ve hit the first real wall of burnout. I’ve got cases of mead, carboys fermenting away, but I just... lost interest.

It’s been a culmination of things, being told that I’ll never be a Peer because I don’t have the right attitude for it, being told that it’s selfish to want to be thanked for providing cases of mead to events (artisans do it for the love of the craft, not for any other reason), and eight months ago I finally got around to turning in my name and device for registration.

It hasn’t been pushed up the ladder, and now I hate it. The device, seeing it just makes me frustrated. Seeing the name... it’s mine but it’s not MINE anymore. So seeing my scrolls makes me frustrated.

It feels like I don’t matter. Which is true, but we try to fake it, no?

The worst part is that I know this frustration that I’m feeling is the very personality flaw that says that I shall never be worthy of being a Peer. I have to agree, no matter how skilled I become, I will never have the personality for it.

But that’s a tangent.

How do you all resist burn out? How do you fight the frustration?