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!
2015-06-08
HEAD LICE. AGAIN!
Seriously. I don't need this. I spent my morning hunting for head lice. At least there is no school today. Found them on 4 out of 7 heads. More or less shaved one of them. 4 mm of hair left. Brother thinks it looks cool and wants his head shaved, too. I shall oblige. When I was finally done checking and treating I was too worn out emotionally to continue. I finally got my courage back up around 7 pm to start stripping beds. Turned the wash on at 8. House is falling apart. Clutter everywhere. Why oh why would I wish to go on with this? Nicole would say:"First world problems." So what. They still stress me out. Maybe, just maybe tomorrow will be better.
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