My name is Jake, and I'm a workaholic.
Since high school and extracurricular activities, I have been a workaholic.
I prided myself on putting in more hours and accomplishing more than others.
I wore my work ethic as a badge of honor. And felt that it is what made me strong.
But workaholism will steal your life, just like alcohol or drugs.
You rationalize it because working can be a positive thing.
And unlike quitting drugs or drinking... most of us can't just quit work cold-turkey. Wouldn't that be nice?
Instead, workaholics must learn to create balance.
They must learn to recognize when they are creating work for work's sake.
They must learn to realize that being in a hurry doesn't help.
And they must learn that if they are a workaholic CEO, then they will spread that culture to their team who will also struggle to find balance.
But why even care? Work is a good thing... right?
Work can be good, until it becomes your identity.
Work can be good, until you use it to avoid your personal problems.
Work can be good, until it steals from your health, family, and happiness.
I'm a workaholic. This is my story.
What is your story?