Last week I declined helping to clean out a hoarders house.

I would have gotten compensated for it, but feeling the sheer dread and panic just from imagining stepping into an environment and house like that. I knew there is no amount of money that is worth my mental health.

I am already working so hard to rewire myself from my childhood of regulating others and fixing other peoples problems. I can’t do that anymore. I am focusing on myself and pouring all the “I can fix you” energy into me.