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It Is What It Is

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How Many Times Can a Person Say “It Is What It Is”? Ah, the ubiquitous phrase “It is what it is.” It rolls off the tongue effortlessly in moments of resignation, acceptance, or when you just can’t be bothered to explain why your day went sideways. But how many times can a person really say it before it loses all meaning—or, better yet, before you realize it’s become your life’s motto? Let’s dig in, tongue firmly planted in cheek. When Do We Say It? 1. The Coffee Spill at 8 a.m. You’re balancing your coffee, your phone, and your bag, and suddenly, your white shirt gets an unsolicited caffeine makeover. You stare at the stain, sigh deeply, and mutter to yourself: “It is what it is.” Translation? You’ve surrendered to the universe’s cruel sense of humor. 2. At Work, Every. Single. Day. Did your boss just drop a last-minute deadline on you? Did a coworker “forget” to copy you on that important email? Cue the phrase, because nothing else can mask the exhaustion quite like it. 3. The Holiday...

Rest and the Hustle

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The Hidden Cost of Constant Hustle: Why Rest Is Not a Luxury Yesterday, I told a friend to rest. His response? “What’s that? Please define it.” He said it half-jokingly, but it struck a chord. Another friend shared that as someone who works for himself, he finds it nearly impossible to do nothing—there’s always another task, another deadline, another thing to be done. Their comments lingered in my mind, reminding me of my mother. She was an incredibly capable woman, running her own successful business with a grace that made it look easy. But things took a turn. When everything fell apart, so did she. She had a breakdown, and the woman we once knew—strong, driven, unstoppable—became someone we barely recognised. Then, there’s James. Dear James. He, too, was wildly successful, the epitome of what society applauds: hard-working, relentless, always achieving. Until one day, he couldn’t cope with the mounting pressure. The demands became too much, and the idea of surviving the workday felt ...