There is a strange pride that comes with being fast. Fast thinkers, fast workers, fast at replying to emails and returning missed calls. Somewhere along the way, speed became synonymous with competence, and taking your time was viewed as a lack of urgency.

There’s a quiet kind of exhaustion that creeps in when you’re the person everyone calls first, the one who always has the answer, the solution, the contact, the prayer, the spreadsheet, and somehow the calm voice in the storm.