I wanna introduce you, to the new silent killer that is stalking people.
It comes from an old German saying, “He who rests, rusts.”
The disease goes by the name of ‘rustout’.
Rustout is the slow death that follows when we stop making the choices that keep life alive, meaningful and with purpose.
It’s the feeling of numbness wondering, “what if?”;
That comes afterwards from always taking the safe way, never accepting new challenges, continually surrendering to the day-to-day grind.
Rustout means you are no longer growing, but at best, are simply maintaining.
It also implies that we have traded the sensation of life for the security of a paycheck; where as a worker you waste time away, unmotivated and uninspired, sitting at your desk.
Often in my circles I hear people talk about burnout often;
In a way that brings fear or becomes an excuse to do not try anything.
I have found rustout way more deadly and scarier then burnout.
Sure, burnout can wipe out your body after a blaze of glory;
But rustout can grind down and eat away your soul and your spirit; day after day.
Rustout is the opposite of burnout.
Burnout is over doing.
Rustout is under being.
I don’t think either burnout or rustout are great things I want to experience.
But if someone asked to me to choose to experience either burnout or rustout;
I would rather burnout than rustout.