After the meeting I was "chatting" with a friend, getting him caught up on what's going on in my life with Kiddo. After whining about how perfect and functional I'm not and haven't been lately, he stated something that nearly made me cry. You've been in a refining fire for almost 2 decades. Look at who was, look at who is, and look in your dreams for glimpses of She Who Is Yet To Be. A refining fire. Something that burns off the dross, and leaves us stronger, purer, not shot through with weakening impurities or inclusions. That's a meaning for "Burned Out" that I think I can live with.