I am living in a weird split place.
I am all at once completely stressed about my room and how messy it is and the work that is going to be involved to get it back to a livable state, and also able to shut that off and hang with friends at the same time.
I know that when I am with my friends I’m really just living in avoidance while also enjoying their company.
It’s just this strange situation.
I talked to my therapist about it and we made an “attack plan” for the room so I wouldn’t get overwhelmed, but I walk in there and it’s like WHAM!!!! Disaster.
I’ll get there.
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