So I moved in with my partner a year ago … she is the sweetest, kindest most generous person I know. Living here is I am becoming to realise is deter-mental to my health.
Its been her home of 30 years and is filled (rightly so) with her!
There was nothing of my life that came with me, my clothes and ALL belongings fit into the third of one sliding wardrobe in this 3 bedroom house.
I know THINGS don’t make a person but nothing of me is here.
Everything is as it was prior to my moving and I just don’t think I belong. Stuff - another life is EVERYWHERE!
Years of accumulating things, cats and aversion to spring cleaning has left this home a world away from where I feel comfortable.
Ive tried to make small changes, things just get placed back or boxed and left on counter tops.
I do understand that it’s been her home for so long but it’s not ours and I don’t think it ever will be.
I have a chair on one side of the sofa, a side to the bed and a dear I’m using up to much space!
The house itself is reminiscent of my parental home where I was subjected to neglect and abuse.
I feel like I’ve lost me and am powerless to make any changes.
Could do with advice x