Before August 2024, I kept my house clean and nice. At work, I checked every text and fixed every mistake – even a typo, even a picture sitting slightly off. At home, I was always doing something for my family: cleaning, organizing, making sure everything was in order. I thought I was taking care of them. They never asked for it.

None of this was much on its own. Together it added up to a life in which almost everything had to be done well, all the time, in every area. Why I had that drive, I cannot say.