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i know exactly what you are talking about, prodigal.....my apt. was a mess, my purse was a mess, my car was nasty, my laundry undone.
my mind was fried. it was all i could do to get up each morning and trudge through the stinkin day. all i wanted to do was sleep and i dreaded even taking a shower or washing my hair.
we become so beat down that we shut down. it's the only way i could cope i guess.
you will get your life back, bit by bit.....you will be free again. and you can organize all you want.
hang in there, prodigal.
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