Mow the yard. Pull the weeds. Shampoo the rugs where Molly peed. Steam clean the floors from hairballs and shit. Clean the windows of tiny noseprints. Wash all my work clothes that hold a stale smell. Challenge the voices that make my life hell. Admit I am human and can’t do it all. List what needs changing, then have the gall to take some action solely for me. Offer myself an apology for living in fear of what others think until the stress had me on the brink. Fix Molly’s grave. Pack up the items I’m no longer using. Feel my mood lighten as I voice my intent to live my life free. Calm and content I vow to be.