I did ship off my box of sold books and got rid of a bag of clothes. And I helped Matt sort through a few things. I don't think we got rid of anything. But at least it is not in a pile anymore. Oh well. Tomorrow is a new day. Here is to feeling better tomorrow.
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!
2016-07-06
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I had a bad day. Don't expect any witty headlines from me. Don't expect anything from me. I feel like I got nothing accomplished. I hate those days. No matter how much or how little I did, I feel like I haven't done enough. And then my friend who gets 10 times as much accomplished as I do calls me and tells me she is such a loser. Oh well. Join the club.
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