I try and try every day to get things done but it always seems to fail. I start to clean then I remember laundry then I think of the living room and go there then something else. So nothing gets done and I just give up. My husband is always on my ass he doesn't help me with the tasks but he does a good job of complaining about it and my mother just thinks I'm a ditz. I feel that no one cares or quite understands the dificulty of this sickness (except you guys). How should I get them to understand?
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