I don’t mind giving 100%, I thrive on it. I’m not afraid of showing up fully, fiercely,
without apology. I don’t half ass. I don’t ghost responsibility. Never have. I
show up, do the work properly, and take ownership. I’ve been the one who stays
late, who fixes problems before they escalate, who sees things through. Not
because anyone forces me, but because that’s who I am. Because I care. Because
my name’s on it and that means something to me. I refuse to let my standards crumble just
because others left theirs at the door.
What exhausts me isn’t the effort, it’s watching that effort
mean less in a system that rewards the bare minimum. Out here giving 100% in a
system that rewards 10. Watching colleagues do the minimum required, coast, cut
corners, clock out emotionally, disengage completely, yet still get treated the
same as those carrying the team. Hearing “they’re just not as capable” used as
justification for why the workload keeps shifting to those who won’t say no.
And it’s always the same cycle. You do great work? You get
more work. You are consistent? You become invisible until they need something.
You raise your hand? They start assuming you will catch whatever they drop.
Meanwhile, others learn they can fade into the background, do just enough to
not get fired, and somehow ends up with a lighter load, less scrutiny, and face
no consequences for contributing less. Excellence is met with more work and
silence, while mediocrity is met with leniency and praise, it sends a message,
don’t try. Just survive.
This doesn’t just frustrate it corrodes. It teaches people
that excelling leads to punishment, while mediocrity gets protected. That the
reward for caring is more work, while indifference earns you an easier ride. Eventually,
you start questioning why you bother. You question your own fire. You stop
pushing. You stop stretching. You let someone else carry the weight, someone
who still cares too much to let it fall. The burnout doesn’t come from the
work.
It comes from the math. The math that says you’re giving everything, they’re
giving scraps,
and somehow, you’re both sitting at the same table like it’s equal.
It’s not.
So no, I’m not tired of working hard. I’m tired of
pretending we’re all held to the same standard. I’m tired of seeing people
praised for simply for showing up while others are expected to perform miracles
daily or are punished for making it look easy. This isn’t about keeping score, it’s
about basic fairness.
If you want my full commitment, my 100%, create a culture where effort is seen,
valued, and matched. Where high performers aren’t punished for caring. Don’t protect those who do the minimum while overloading
those who are holding the line. Build an
environment where high performers aren’t exploited to compensate for those who
can’t be bothered. I’ll never apologize for expecting better, not just for me,
but for everyone who shows up and gives a damn. I’m not shrinking myself to
make other people’s laziness feel comfortable.
Not anymore.
ღ Chi
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