Baby step

[u/lilymaebelle]

I have a depression room. Actually, I have a depression apartment. But within the depression apartment is an even deeper circle of the inferno that is a depression room.

I just filled up a whole trash bag. I'm now sneezing my head off. Yikes.

But I filled up a trash bag. Or almost filled up a trash bag. It was starting to get heavy, so I think that counts.

I did not take a before picture, because having that on my phone would be depressing. But maybe I'll look in there tomorrow and see that there's actually some stuff missing and I'll feel hopeful enough take a photo.

The baby step wasn't filling up the bag, by the way. It's posting here. It would be lovely to have some support, but even if none is forthcoming, I was able to be honest with someone today, even if it's strangers on the internet.

I want to value myself enough that I'm able to treat my space as nicely as I would keep someone else's. You should see my desk at work, it's spotless.

One bag. It has to start with one bag.

[u/feltedarrows]

I'm proud of you! it's such a hard thing to do, it took me weeks even to get the trash bags into my depression pit