I am Cleaning with my experience of the loud construction noises next door that have been going on forever, and getting hopeless and depressed since I got nowhere to hide.
I am Cleaning with my experience of all the things that didn’t work out, and my reactions to them. I felt limited and couldn’t understand why I kept failing at things I wanted to achieve.
I am Cleaning with my experience of not having a stable job or stable source of income, not having enough money, and not knowing how to make ends meet.
I am Cleaning with my experience of getting so stressed out that I cry.
I am Cleaning with my experience of not having my own car or my own property.
I am sorry, please forgive me for anything in me that is not Love.
I am sorry, please forgive me for anything in me that may be contributing to my experience of this problem.
