I like a clean home.

I like a clean home.

At least that’s what I’ve told myself for years, but what I didn’t realize was why I prefer a clean home…

My anxiety.

I recently told my husband that the house speaks to me all the things that need fixing or cleaning or tidying- yell at me constantly.

And I thought it was just who I am.

And to an extent it is, but I didn’t realize until recently, that I was letting the fear (my anxiety) dictate when I could and couldn’t relax.

So while I do like a tidying house, I’m picking things up in a different energy- Love.

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