I'm afraid of a cycle of demands which I can't handle.
An author of the book "Religions of Man" says that our needs are insatiable, so my thoughts, connected to my easy-to-satisfy needs, can spin out of control in the panic cycle, making making things worse.
I'm trying to delegate, but I'm a micromanager too, and coupled with mom being uncomfortable about accepting help, it makes life hard.
She's getting more accepting with time, though.
I see my life disappearing though.
I went for a walk and some tension disappeared though, and I got an errand done.
Isn't it funny that I pay to walk on a treadmill at a gym, when I can walk for free between errands?