I used to think that if my house was messy

 I used to think that if my house was messy, I was failing.

Now I know that sometimes the mess is just a reflection of everything I’m carrying.

Some days I’m on top of it.
Other days I’m just trying to keep my head above water.
And that’s okay.

A messy house doesn’t mean you’re a mess.
It means you’re human.
It means you’re doing your best with what you’ve got.
And that is more than enough. 

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