Monster, Monster

I Couldn't Have Been More Wrong

It turns out the chores I were doing everyday, didn't even scratch the surface. We cleaned out the basement, sprayed for spiders, and bees, and wasps, and bugs I didn't even know existed! We swept floors more times a day than i had seen people come in and out of my house. There was never a dirty dish in the sink, never a speck of dust on the curtains, never enough time to use the bathroom.

I started going crazy. I needed more energy, I needed more time. I needed more of all of that and more. I was getting up early and staying up late. I was starting to fall into a depression missing my brother and my home. I was crashing and burning and it hurt my soul.

By the time my aunt left, I was relieved, but the pain didn't go away.