Then you return home to find all your stuff was put away in wrong places and have a complete meltdown because you can’t find anything when you need it.
Yeah, but now you can blame yourself for agreeing to this stupid idea instead of blaming yourself for not cleaning your house. An infinitely worse experience.
Then you return home to find all your stuff was put away in wrong places and have a complete meltdown because you can’t find anything when you need it.
I can’t find my stuff one way or the other, so whatever…
Yeah I have a complete meltdown whenever my keys, wallet, and phone aren’t in my pockets, because I don’t know where they are the
Yeah, but now you can blame yourself for agreeing to this stupid idea instead of blaming yourself for not cleaning your house. An infinitely worse experience.
The word you‘re searching for is „autism“.
This is a joke, kinda. I‘m autistic and I like to talk about it. Have a nice day. :)
That’s just my life married to someone with a different neuroflavor.