The dishes are being done several times a day, after every meal and my counters are clear.
This is nothing to some people and not important but it was how i lived before depression came to stay and it was something that i could never seem to get back to for over 6 years now. My dishes would be left for days building up and taking over the counter space until i had no clean dishes. Often i would take the DCs for take away to avoid having to wash dishes and clear space for cooking. Sometimes i would try and tackle the pile and have to soak things but i'd lose the motivation to go back to them so they'd just stay dirty in slimy water. I would keep the kitchen blind down so neighbours couldnt see the state of the place.
But for the past few weeks ive been happily doing the dishes every day. My kitchen consistently resembles the way it used to look before i became ill. It isnt a chore. I am enjoying doing it and i love walking in to see the clear surfaces. I come down in the morning to an empty sink.
Like i said this doesnt matter. Its fine to have dishes in your sink but for me it is just another little sign that i am finally getting back to being me. There are others but i think this is the most visible one for me.
Not expecting any response really, i just wanted to get this out of my head and "on record" somewhere. Just as acknowledgement that it is happening.
