When living becomes a struggle- by Addict to Athlete
I had saved this post before Thanksgiving last year, when life felt overwhelming; when I, too, struggled with where to even begin in talking with my counselor.
It’s from a local non- profit who works with addicted people and their families. The idea that “you’re not supposed to run the dishwasher twice” and every other pre-conceived notion of society that bogs us down to keep us in some sort of expectational nightmare; needs to be washed out of our hair.
Just like the the old jingle commercial:
🎶”I’m gonna wash that gray right outta my hair”.🎶
I thought it might be helpful now with whatever is draining your energy that makes even the simplest tasks seem huge.
The Holidays are not always happy for those who have lost a loved one or friend to overdose. They are also extremely hard if you have a child, friend or loved one in active addiction or struggling with depression. And remember sometimes you’ve just gotta run the dishwasher twice.
When I was at one of my lowest (mental) points in life, I couldn’t get out of bed some days. I had no energy or motivation and was barely getting by.
I had therapy once per week, and on this particular week I didn’t have much to ‘bring’ to the session. He asked how my week was and I really had nothing to say.
“What are you struggling with?” he asked.
I gestured around me and said “I dunno man. Life.”
Not satisfied with my answer, he said “No, what exactly are you worried about right now? What feels overwhelming? When you go home after this session, what issue will be staring at you”?
I knew the answer, but it was so ridiculous that I didn’t want to say it. I wanted to have something more substantial.Something more profound. But I didn’t.
So I told him, “Honestly? The dishes. It’s stupid, I know, but the more I look at them the more I CAN’T do them because I’ll have to scrub them before I put them in the dishwasher, because the dishwasher sucks, and I just can’t stand and scrub the dishes.” I felt like an idiot even saying it.
What kind of grown ass woman is undone by a stack of dishes? There are people out there with actual problems, and I’m whining to my therapist about dishes?
But he nodded in understanding and then said:
“Run the dishwasher twice.”
I began to tell him that you’re not supposed to, but he stopped me.
“Why the hell aren’t you supposed to? If you don’t want to scrub the dishes and your dishwasher sucks, run it twice. Run it three times, who cares?! Rules do not exist.”
It blew my mind in a way that I don’t think I can properly express.
That day, I went home and tossed my smelly dishes haphazardly into the dishwasher and ran it three times. I felt like I had conquered a dragon. The next day, I took a shower lying down.
A few days later. I folded my laundry and put them wherever the hell they fit. There were no longer arbitrary rules I had to follow it gave me the freedom to make accomplishments again.
Now that I’m in a healthier place, I rinse off my dishes and put them in the dishwasher properly. I shower standing up. I sort my laundry.
But at a time when living was a struggle instead of a blessing, I learned an incredibly important lesson: There are no rules. Run the dishwasher twice. Credit: Kate Scott (Quora)