Realizing I was a hoarder was both a shock and a relief. A shock, because nobody wants to have a mental disorder. A relief, because my situation finally had a name. I found people who could relate. Knowing the problem helps solving it. I can step aside and look at the situation from a more neutral point of view. Why am I blogging about it? 2 reasons. 1. Putting my thoughts into words helps me think more clearly. 2. If this helps just one, who is like me, see the light it was more than worth it!
2013-12-02
MONDAY! MONDAY...
Monday. Oh cursed Monday. The bad thing about Mondays is that they bring a lot of work with them. The good thing is that it is work I handle well. Like laundry, and cleaning up the kitchen. IT is work that I have done so many times that I don't have to eventhink about what I do next. I worked hard today. Very hard. Not only did I get 2,5 hours of household work in but I also worked on what I call the abominable pile. The last pile of hoard left in living quarters. Seeing the progress I made over the last few months is the only thing that keeps me going at the moment. I know that if I stick with it I can do it, but sticking with it on days like today with sick kids and all it involves is sometimes hard. I am glad I found friends that can relate and encourage me on my journey.
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