11/20/2020
Very powerful to be realistic with ourselves as we are!
A friend shared this and I really liked the lesson! *original poster (Kate Scott 2020)*:
RUN THE DISHWASHER TWICE.
When I was at one of my lowest (mental) points in life, I couldnāt get out of bed some days. I had no energy or motivation and was barely getting by.
I had therapy once per week, and on this particular week I didnāt have much to ābringā to the session. He asked how my week was and I really had nothing to say.
āWhat are you struggling with?ā he asked.
I gestured around me and said āI dunno man. Life.ā
Not satisfied with my answer, he said āNo, what exactly are you worried about right now? What feels overwhelming? When you go home after this session, what issue will be staring at you?ā
I knew the answer, but it was so ridiculous that I didnāt want to say it.
I wanted to have something more substantial.
Something more profound.
But I didnāt.
So I told him, āHonestly? The dishes. Itās stupid, I know, but the more I look at them the more I CANāT do them because Iāll have to scrub them before I put them in the dishwasher, because the dishwasher sucks, and I just canāt stand and scrub the dishes.ā
I felt like an idiot even saying it.
What kind of grown ass woman is undone by a stack of dishes? There are people out there with *actual* problems, and Iām whining to my therapist about dishes?
But my therapist nodded in understanding and then said:
āRUN THE DISHWASHER TWICE.ā
I began to tell him that youāre not supposed to, but he stopped me.
āWhy the hell arenāt you supposed to? If you donāt want to scrub the dishes and your dishwasher sucks, run it twice. Run it three times, who cares?! Rules do not exist, so stop giving yourself rules.ā
It blew my mind in a way that I donāt think I can properly express.
That day, I went home and tossed my smelly dishes haphazardly into the dishwasher and ran it three times.
I felt like I had conquered a dragon.
The next day, I took a shower lying down.
A few days later. I folded my laundry and put them wherever the f**k they fit.
There were no longer arbitrary rules I had to follow, and it gave me the freedom to make accomplishments again.
Now that Iām in a healthier place, I rinse off my dishes and put them in the dishwasher properly. I shower standing up. I sort my laundry.
But at a time when living was a struggle instead of a blessing, I learned an incredibly important lesson:
THERE ARE NO RULES.
RUN THE DISHWASHER TWICE!!!