Reclamation

One thing I’ve learned in recent years is why I’ve had a tendency to hoard stickers. It’s apparently a common sort of thing with those who experienced trauma as a child. Like… if you use it, it’s gone, or can be seen and taken? I don’t remember the specifics of it, but I do love stickers, and yeah, have most of my life refrained from using them so they didn’t ‘disappear’. I’m still a bit slow about using them, but I’m getting there. Having a sticker-happy child who puts them on literally everything helps. I was buying us some craft boxes from Hobbycraft, so I threw in some unicorn stickers as a surprise (Smaller had already asked for the glow-in-the-dark space stickers), so yeah. We’re having fun putting them on things, and I feel a bit wholer? More whole? in myself for it.

Past that, not much to report. Some degree of work happened. Another day has gone past. Smalls actually sat me down to do some birthday shopping for Z, so that was productive. Z an d I have hit that point where we’re kind of like… uh… I don’t really need or want anything, so *shrugs*.

Right, gonna go shoo childling to bed, then go back to… something. *laughs*

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