Last year, I felt completely overwhelmed. My energy was gone, my grades slipped, and every assignment felt like a mountain I couldn’t lift. I stayed up late every night, trying to catch up. But the harder I pushed, the worse I felt. I wasn’t learning anymore—I was drowning in stress. One morning, my teacher asked me to stay after class. I expected criticism. Instead, she asked softly: ‘Are you okay?’ That question broke the wall I had built around myself. She taught me how to rest without guilt, to set realistic goals, and to see mistakes as part of learning. She reminded me: ‘Burnout is not weakness—it’s a signal to take care of yourself.’ Step by step, I rebuilt my strength. I made time for breaks, studied with friends, and asked for help when I needed it. Slowly, I began to feel alive again. Now, whenever I face setbacks, I remember my teacher’s words: ‘It’s not about never falling—it’s about always getting back up.’ That was the greatest lesson she gave me.