Unpossible, Jesse! Are you sure you didn't miss the last 5 minutes where it was revealed that it was all a lie and he really WAS the villain?

I'm nowhere especially near where you are, but if checking in with you, or remote cheerleading for each space you clear or each thing you toss, or Venmo-ing a little something your way to help with the cleaning service would help you get through this, I'm sure I'm not the only one who would help however I can.

I am also more than happy to do any of these things! And I'm so glad you told your friend, Sophia. I'd want my dear friends to tell me!

I am also happy to help.

I'm happy to help, too.

I probably should do something on my giant To Do list this evening. But I did work all day, went through Open Enrollment, bought plane tickets for Thanksgiving, took out some recycling, and got groceries. Now that I think about it, that is plenty of stuff done. Flopping it is.

That sounds like a lot, shrift!

I am feeling headachey and my eyes are burning-tired. I blame having my eyes dilated earlier today. It's really too early to go to bed, but here I am again. But my bff gets into town for the weekend, tomorrow, so I'm super excited about that.

Sophia, it's amazing to read how much you are getting done and how much time and effort you are dedicating to facing this Everest of challenges. You can do this, and you *are* doing this, step by step. Go you! (I am also happy to chip in as well, if needed).

Feel better, meara.

I would also be glad to chip in, because I know you work on a tight budget.

I struggle with hoarding issues myself, so I feel you. Living with another (mostly) responsible adult is a great impetus towards keeping a lid on it. I could easily see myself turning into the sort of hermit who has little corridors between towering Piles O' Stuff.

Thanks again. I am much less agitated than I was earlier this week, but still.

I finished the worst of the kitchen last night, but the floor is truly terrible.

I can't really do too much more bagging until some of the bags are removed. I think I might have to bite the bullet and take more than just one out a day! I was hoping to pay people, but I am not sure I can wait for the estimate and scheduling.

I am semi good at this panic stuff, but I am hoping the therapy will help me with more day to day function and motivation, as that is what caused this. I also seem to have this weird phobia/aversion to my downstairs neighbors seeing me take out the garbage or laundry, so it builds up. I don't know why- not a problem when I lived with people- they just took it out.

It does help to post to you guys what I am getting done- that gave me the motivation to finish the kitchen last night.

I still haven't told my mom, but I may have too if I need money or a place to stay. This is her worst nightmare. She used to yell at me as a kid for making things in my bedroom look like a flop house. Every summer I was sent away for a week while they hoed out my bedroom mess. She also does the same thing as I do, spiraling off into worst case scenarios which I am already doing- like me living in the costume shop and losing my job. And asks me if i am worried about it!