Sometimes, you can't be everything you want to be for others. No matter how hard you want to or try to. For me, that is extremely difficult. I have this character trait (perhaps a flaw at times) that almost overpowers me. I want to be there for people because I don't want someone to feel like they don't have a person there for them. I want to help people. I don't want to solve their problems; rather, I just want to do something that lightens the load.
So overwhelmed. I feel like I don't know where to start. It's as if the motivation isn't there. For instance, I hate how there are random piles of things on the floor of our bedroom. The piles are all mine - clothes one of the boys outgrew that I haven't sorted, one child's old shoes and a toy that no one plays with, a pile with the other child's class picture still in its envelope and a winning lotto ticket (I think it's 1 1/2 years old). I'm not incapable of cleaning up or