the toss of much troubled subconscious... I do not need anyone to analyse them.... I expect anyone who assists those in store rooms of homes with no space or on the sidelines like myself while it unfolds have them too.
Ironic that in life in general where things are not put back in the right place in public environments were hard to cope with anyways... and then the private space when thy environment spiralled into what it did ....
When you live with partially sighted or blind the things in life need to be in the same place and toys not left scattered ...
... when you used to that and irritated by public spaces ... I must have been really mentally frustrated to the near point of no return ...
Releasing the shackles in thy own personal scale of things when my valued space and organisation disintegrated ... where others were touched on by those who observed me in this time ... how the chalk and cheese at the outset of this ... me who lived with someone with adult onset eyesight difficulties Initially from a work incident and realising at least three generations of the paternal inlaws had an hoarding legacy ... either it is predetermined from the genes, and most definitely nurtured in that environment.... rubbing off on the spouses!
There is so much not known ... I lost my husband long before ...
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