
surface of the day:night stand
7 a day: broken knick-knack, fast food toy, broken decorative banner from kid's room, random pieces of lists and diagrams the boys come up with non-stop and are of utmost importance for 24-48 hours
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!
I have it on good authority, that your sister threw away several of these things - that one must have escaped or been rescued from the trash by another hoarder in the family
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