I am sorry, please forgive me for anything in me that may be contributing to my experience of my brother being very sick with COPD, and unable to breathe or eat.
I’m cleaning with my thoughts about feeling overwhelmed trying to get medicine to him across the country.
I am Cleaning with my experience of being harassed and punished by men at work, my boss and coworker, who relentlessly squash and sabotage me, adding to my overwhelm, stress and sleeplessness.
I am sorry, please forgive me for anything in me that may be contributing to my experience of feeling burdened.
