Today I was super tired. think I may have only gotten three hours of sleep last night, because of an earache. So not at my best. But at one point I stole a hug from my autistic preschooler, and it felt so good, and I realized something. It’s important to see past limitations to possibilities.
I have done well with this in some things, but not with my house. It’s probably part of my body dysphoria too, and why I really do feel good when I do strength training. Of course, optimism can be dangerous if it keeps you from striving for improvement (like when I tried Kondo method and found everything sparks joy.)