I’m going to try something new. I’m still working on the whole staying consistent thing, so we’ll see how long this lasts. Basically, I’m going to ramble about my thoughts and experiences I’ve had through the day, ruminating thoughts, bouts of depression, sky high anxiety…you know all the good sunshine stuff!
Today I did well at work. I got some cleaning done. I even cleaned myself. But it didn’t feel like enough. Unless the whole house is spotless, I don’t feel like I’m doing a good job as a spouse and homeowner. These feelings of inadequacy make their way into many facets of my life – work, housekeeping, cooking (I don’t), laundry, being a good spouse. When will I believe, I mean really believe, that I am enough.
