Are you a Work-O-Holic?

I am not. I get in and get out, do what I have to do. When you have a family they should come first and I would rather be with them than working. I take my work seriously but I understand that my job is just that a job and that isn't going to be the number one priority in my life.

I used to be a work o holic and I miss it. My workoholism ended when I injured my shoulder upper arm and part of my spine then 1 half year later I fell down the stairs hyper extended my right leg from my toes to my hips... Which not being able to do anything is worse for me then doing alot. But now my body tires so easily. I am always hurting. It's hard to do normal things that came naturally. Prior to these injuries I was feeding and water 63 horses daily alone, working a garden that was 60 by 30 feet big alone, Going for walks down the road daily 2-6 miles and trying to work up to walking 11 miles a day. Even with my super fast walk never seemed to be enough time in the day for me to get done all I wanted to do. Then I would help my parents with their foster kids, at night I used to do a depression chat host... I was so active I was sleeping 3 hrs a day... sometimes napped 2 more hours in the evening. I was in a pure buzz from being a workoholic and I loved it.... But when health issues crept in I can hardly do anything and I am depressed as heck for it... I also used to do all that with 32 cats and kittens and 3-9 dogs following me all over only three of the dogs were mine... But the rest were my sisters who live near me.. So Also carring for that many cats was tough work in itself worming them all. The hardest job with them came to catching them all for vaccinations, and Treating them for Earmites.. Since they are outdoor far cats, then tick season... Living on 104 acres of woods and marsh, My pets were always allowed to wander with that amount of land surrounding properties all being family owned.... They are so spoiled that my farm cats, were hand fed house mice, that I caught.. :) ... I then used to clean at my grandpas old house picking up after 6 people, then I would wander to my parents house and help clean up after their 8 children... Then sometimes to my sisters house help her out.. I did all that for no pay.. I just enjoyed helping out and make a difference, until people started to demand it from me, and never let me have a break... In a way getting hurt was mixed blessings, as finally when I said no.. they could not do anything about it. - DNatureofDTrain