52 Weeks of TS: Week 50

EDITOR’S NOTE: Every Tuesday, noted Tourette Syndrome advocate Troye Evers shares his “52 Weeks of TS” blog journal with the TSParentsOnline community. With just TWO weeks remaining in this series, there’s a chance you missed one more entries from his exciting, revealing journey. You can read all of them here. For more information about Troye, please click on his name or visit his website.

I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately, thinking about what I’m hoping to achieve through my writing. I was asked about this topic this week when I did an interview about blogging, writing and reaching out to the TS community. The interview was for the TSA newsletter, and it got me thinking: Besides a little ADHD and having a little difficulty concentrating, I don’t have that many problems writing. I can set a time line and finish the project in that time line. If I sit down in front of my computer, the words just roll onto the screen. I might not have a hard time now, and enjoy what I do, but this wasn’t always the case.

Back in school, I was always behind with my work and it was always a struggle. Being in a classroom full of students with all sorts of distractions did not make it easy. I know there are still children today who are struggling the same way, too scared and embarrassed to say anything. I wish I knew then what I know now, maybe I could have changed something in my educational process to make it easier and more enjoyable.

I have noticed recently that my tics are changing. I guess that they are always changing, but this is different. I’m not sure if they’re getting worse or if I’m just having a harder time suppressing them. I have said before how I have been getting more comfortable with my tics and not feeling the need to suppress them, but even in situations when I’m trying to suppress them I am finding it to be a struggle.

I’m starting to think it might be the Chinese herbs I’ve been taking. I have been taking them for more than six weeks now, and I don’t feel as if it’s helping at all. Now I’m just in a panicked state, wondering if I screwed up my body more with the herbs. I have made a decision to stop taking them, I have not spoke to my herbalist about this yet, but I just feel as if it’s something I need to do.

Our bodies are constantly telling us what they need. If we lack vitamin C, we crave orange juice; if we need protein, our body will let us know it needs some. This is how I’ve been feeling this week. I have been having many smaller tic attacks that I can’t control, and there is something in my body that is pointing to the Chinese herbs. So yet again, one more failed attempt to find my nonexistent path to normalcy.

One of the new tics I have noticed is a violent flipping in the middle of the night. I always thought I did not tic in my sleep. Even my husband has said that he knows when I’m asleep because I don’t tic anymore. In the past few weeks, I have noticed that In order to roll over, I tend to do this violent full body twitch to roll over. It’s so violent that I actually wake up. It wasn’t until this week that I started wondering about this new strange movement. Is it a new tic?

The other morning my husband woke up and told me I was not allowed to keep complaining about his snoring if I was going to continue this violent flipping thing I was doing. That was it, I was convinced that this was a new tic. My husband has noticed this new tic, and it is even keeping him up. Well I guess it’s even with the amount of time he keeps me up with his snoring.

I think this new tic was the last straw in my decision to stop the Chinese herbs. Is this new tic caused by the herbs or is it just more of the waxing and waning of the syndrome? It’s just gets me thinking more about what I might be doing to my body with all of these attempts to find a cure. Is there a cure? Is little old me going to be the one to find it? Is my life that bad that I need to keep attempting to do this to my body?

The truth is my life is good. I’m happy; I just do these weird movements. I’m sure I could continue educating people about the reality of TS, but how much would I really get across if I looked normal. If I twitch and tic, it will be easier to start a conversation if someone notices.

Maybe all of these attempts to find the cure, might be one more way for me to hide from whom I am, and that’s not what I want to do. Throughout this year, I have tried so hard to educate people and every time I do, I experience the greatest, warmest feeling inside. When I was hiding from who I was, all I felt was shame and loneliness. Why would I want to go back there?

I still find myself doing little things to hide from who I really am. This week I did some shopping for some winter clothes and I realized something else. I love hoods. Most of my shirts, sweatshirts, or coats have a hood. Wintertime is the best time for me to show off this love, but there is more behind this fascination. It is a way for me to hide. If I have a hood on, I feel like people can’t see my tics.

Armed with my hood, my sunglasses, and my earphones, I am hiding from the world. I think it is time to take off my armor, take off the sunglasses, take out those earphones, and pull that hood down off my head. Life is a learning experience and we spend our whole life doing this. Perhaps the whole reason I have gone on this journey was for me to learn. Let the world see me for who I am.

Until next week, “I’ll tic to you later.”

52 Weeks of TS: Week 46

EDITOR’S NOTE: Every Tuesday, noted Tourette Syndrome advocate Troye Evers shares his “52 Weeks of TS” blog journal with the TSParentsOnline community. With just 6 weeks remaining in this series, there’s a chance you missed one more entries from his exciting, revealing journey. You can read all of them here. For more information about Troye, please click on his name or visit his website.

I’m tired!! I have to say, I think this has been one of the longest, most exhausting weeks that I’ve had in a while. I had a freelance job doing hair and makeup for a high school musical, which I do about 5 times a year, but this one was different. I usually design the show three weeks in advance, but I missed two weeks. I ended up designing the show on Monday, and we opened on Wednesday. This just made for a very stressful week, not anxiety, but a lot of stress.

Just like anxiety, stress triggers my tics, so it’s been a very ticcy week. I feel as if my brain has been bouncing around inside my skull all week. My neck tic has been bad all week, and I’ve been taking aspirin for the constant headache that does not seem to go away.

Usually, I try not to suppress my tics in my everyday life, but while I’m working in the high school all bets are off. I just feel as if I have to suppress them.

I guess it has to do with my own high school experience. There was always constant mocking and my fellow students were always making fun of me. Once I walk back into a school, it tends to bring me back to that time and place. It’s a cruel world we live in. I try not to suppress my tics in many adult situations, but when you’re dealing with uneducated ignorance and immaturity of high school kids, it can be hard to explain. How do you teach someone something who thinks that they know everything?

A person with Tourette Syndrome has to have thick skin. It’s not something we are born with, but we have to grow it. I thought about this a lot this week, and I’ve realized that we have been supplied the greatest weapon for our fight to educate — our mouth. The more we open our mouths, the thicker our skin becomes and the stronger we become, but it can be a hard thing to do.

When we are kids, we are scared, nervous and possibly beaten down by ignorance. It can take a lot for those shy kids to battle their own fears and demons, to turn around and speak about the very thing that has brought them down. Look at me. It took me about 15 years to start my battle against ignorance, and I still deal with fear. Despite the fear, I still try to fight the fight and continue to educate people.

Continue reading

52 Weeks of TS: Week 40

EDITOR’S NOTE: Every Tuesday, noted Tourette Syndrome advocate Troye Evers shares his “52 Weeks of TS” blog journal with the TSParentsOnline community. With just 12 weeks remaining in this series, there’s a chance you missed one more entries from his exciting, revealing journey. You can read all of them here. For more information about Troye, please click on his name or visit his website.

How closely is addiction to OCD? I guess it depends on the type of OCD you have. As I’ve said before, my OCD revolve mostly around germs and organization. With my OCDs I have created little addictions. I’m addicted to cleaning, addicted to the use of hand sanitizer, and a bad addiction I have developed, is a shopping and couponing addiction. I guess there are worse things to be addicted to, but it still has its effects on my life.

I could spend hours a day, organizing my couponing, and coordinating my next shopping excursion. You might think, what is wrong with shopping, especially if you have coupons? But I think there are times I go overboard. I only buy something if it’s on sale, and I have a coupon. It’s even better if I also receive a bonus store credit.

This week I went on my little shopping spree, I spent almost $700, saved about $300 on sales, $150 in coupons, and received a store credit of $150 to use on my next purchase. So all together, I spent about $100, but when I got home and looked at all the items, I just purchased and wondered how this tied in with my OCD. I sat there and looked at my stockpile. Do I really have a need for what’s in my stockpile?

  1. 11 jars of jelly
  2. 20 cans of Pringles
  3. 9 boxes of granola bars
  4. 10 boxes of dryer sheets
  5. 14 bottles of laundry detergent
  6. 5- 12 packs of paper towels
  7. 16 boxes of tissue
  8. 21 bottles of hand sanitizer
  9. 13 tubes of toothpaste
  10. 8 bottles of mouthwash
  11. 14 bottles of Nyquil
  12. 16 sticks of deodorant
  13. 13 bottles of shampoo
  14. 10 bottles of conditioner
  15. 19 bottles of body wash

This is just the half of it. The list goes on. Is this too much? Is this ridiculous? I think maybe a little.

Continue reading

52 Weeks of TS: Week 39

EDITOR’S NOTE: Every Tuesday, noted Tourette Syndrome advocate Troye Evers shares his “52 Weeks of TS” blog journal with the TSParentsOnline community. In cased you missed any of the first 38 weeks, you can read them here. For more information about Troye, please click on his name or visit his website.

Where is the bubble boy?! I am sick once again. Now I’ve just spent the whole week feeling miserable and obsessing on who and how I got sick. Ironically, before I got sick, I was able to use my extreme couponing abilities and I bought twenty bottles of hand sanitizer for 50 cents each. Even with the sanitizer, I still got sick, but at least I can keep bubble boy fully equipped.

Truthfully, if bubble boy did actually exist, I’d get more stares from walking around in a big bubble holding hand sanitizer and Lysol than I would for just my tics. Here we go, back into thoughts of agoraphobia, I will just never leave my house. Yet another impossible option.

How is it actually possible to be agoraphobic, when you live in NYC, you have to go to work, and you’re the person who runs the social group for the TSA-NYC? I guess what I really need to do is work on my anxiety. I know my anxiety is taking a toll on my immune system, but I’m at a point that I’m not sure what to do. I know there are things in my life that I should rid myself of, I can rid myself of some anxiety, but most of the causes of my anxiety I think I’m stuck with.

Speaking of the TSA-NYC social events, we had our Social Hour this past week. We have this the last week of every month, and I love it. It is a time to hang out with other people with TS in our area, but this week I really realized how hanging out with other people with TS really triggers my tics. I guess the alcohol doesn’t help, but even without the alcohol, I still am triggered.

For the most part, I can usually control my tics to a point, but while with other ticcers, I don’t. I’m not sure if it’s the comfort of being around people who understand what I’m going through, or just the increased social anxiety. This week I was actually embarrassed by my tics. When I’m out with them, my coprolalia comes out. Usually I can hide this in a whisper, but I was just screaming out my special words, especially if I hear the words.

That’s one of the problems, there are a couple of friends who know my tic words and they will say them, then I just scream them out. We all laugh jokingly, but the next morning I had such a feeling of shame. It’s not fun to be out at a crowded bar screaming out “peanut butter f—er” or “Hey.”

The “hey” tic isn’t that bad. That one I let out a lot throughout the day, but most people just think it’s a conversation starter. I do try to suppress this one until the right moment. I can easily walk into work, an elevator, or a room full of friends, and do the “hey” tic without anyone knowing it was just a tic. It’s one of those subtle ways I let my tics out without people knowing it’s a tic. While I talk, I can easily do my throat-clearing tic without people knowing it was a tic. I also move my shoulders and arms around a lot while talking to someone and people think I’m just very theatrical while I talk.

I do have to say, besides being sick, it was a semi-calm week. I’m glad to be back in the comfort of my own home, and back into my ritualistic daily. I know my ritualistic life can actually cause me more stress. It takes a lot out of you to wake up and do the same thing every day, the same way every day.

Right now, I’m feeling the need for change in my life. Change to reduce the amount of stress and anxiety that I go through in my day-to-day life. I think in this upcoming week, I’m going to take moves to change. I’m starting a new, reduced work schedule, which I hope will help with my anxiety. I think with my extra day off, that I’m going to look into a vitamin regimen, try to talk to a Chinese herbalist, and maybe discuss the possible outcomes of acupuncture.

I’m not saying I will actually get acupuncture, but it’s not going to hurt to discuss it with a professional. I have discussed this option a few times over the past many weeks, but never had the nerve to go through with it. My OCD just takes control, and I start thinking about where those needles have been before they are put into my body. I know that they have been sterilized, but still, they have been in someone else’s body. Ewwww!

Who knows, maybe it’s the season, or maybe I’m reflecting on all the brave kids at camp last week, but I think my life can be a lot more manageable than it is right now. Am I letting my TS control me, or am I controlling my TS? It’s a question that’s been racking my brain, or a question that I’m obsessing about. I can write and talk about what’s going on in my mind and body every week, but unless I do something about it, I’m not going to change it. I always say, “We have to open our mouths.”

We need to educate others about the realities of TS, but education starts with us. We also need to educate ourselves more about our own TS. I say I’m open about my TS, but I think the truth is there is still a small boy suffering inside me, the young Troye suffering and hiding. In these upcoming weeks that we near the end of my “52 Weeks of TS,” I’m going to work on changing myself, educating myself, and stop hiding.

Until next week, “I’ll tic to you later.”

52 Weeks of TS: Week 38

EDITOR’S NOTE: Every Tuesday, noted Tourette Syndrome advocate Troye Evers shares his “52 Weeks of TS” blog journal with the TSParentsOnline community. In cased you missed any of the first 37 weeks, you can read them here. For more information about Troye, please click on his name or visit his website.

My life is a waste of time. Now don’t jump to conclusions and take that the wrong way. The reason I’m saying this is because I waste so much time in my life. I don’t think many people realize how much time is wasted having TS. I often wonder how much more free time I’d have if I wasn’t so focused on ticcing, or suppressing my tics, and don’t even get me started on how much time I waste with my OCD’s. Having TS is a full-time job, and I’m not being paid for it. I need to go to the human resources department and find out where my paycheck is.

The reason I am talking about wasting time has to do with a big event I was part of this week. Yep, I’m talking about Tic-apalooza. I packed all my stuff a week before leaving because I’m so OCD, but because of my OCD, the night before I left, I had to unpack all of my stuff and repack it just so I was sure I had everything I needed.

I was leaving the safety of my home, and going somewhere where I knew I was not going to be able to run to the store and get anything I forgot. Yes, I made sure I had my basic stuff; clothes, sleeping bag, etc. However, that was not my main concern. I needed to make sure I had enough hand sanitizer, Lysol, tissues, and hand wipes. I was headed to the wilderness with a bunch of kids, I was not messing around, and no germs were getting in this body.

As for Tic-apalooza, what can I say? I’m somewhat left speechless. It’s hard to put this weekend into words, but I’m going to try. Here’s a few. Amazing, astonishing, remarkably incredible, miraculously mind-blowing. I guess you could say I had a wonderful time. I was having anxiety about venturing to this camp, and worried about spending time with so many kids, and dealing with my OCD’s, but I went and felt completely at home. There were over fifty campers with TS, and it was such an inspiring weekend.

There was no hesitation in my mind that volunteering to be a counselor for this event was the right thing to do. However, I was concerned because this was the first time I had been a camp counselor. In fact, this was the first time ever going to camp; I never had the opportunity to go away to camp as a kid, which brought on more excitement and trepidation.

It was such an incredible experience to spend the weekend with these brave fifty kids. Friday morning when I arrived at the camp, I was excited when I saw numerous hand sanitizer machines all over the mess hall. Even though I brought enough for the whole camp, it was a great feeling to know that they had some all over the camp.

Continue reading

Happily Ticked Off — The Book, Part 2: More introduction

Here is the second part of the introduction from my book “Happily Ticked Off” for you to read if you’re interested. I hope to share more with you on this book’s progress, my writing progress and my kid’s crazy life in 2015.

As always, I’d love to hear from you, too!

TOC

Introduction, Part 2

Self-Esteem

Many of you will opt for a more natural route to easing tics, but worry about your child’s self-esteem while you work out a game plan. You don’t want him teased. Your heart breaks that some nasty kid will poke fun at his arm thrusting tic.

I understand your concern. I was crushed at the prospect of some bully tormenting my baby. But I set my emotions aside and focused on a more important reality: Cruel kids are going to tease other children whether or not those children have tics.  My son’s heart, character and personality would define him, not his tics. (Chapter B)

“That’s easier said than done,” you might wail.

To that I will respond with a resounding, “Duh.” But with practice, you’ll learn to focus on your child’s strengths, not his tics.

Mild Tics/Mild Annoyance

If your child has mild tics, there’s a good chance he doesn’t notice them or isn’t bothered by them.

This last statement is hard to believe, but it’s true. Your kid might be happily watching Spongebob, coughing like a bronchitis stricken seal six times a minute, and his only complaint at the end of the show will be, “Mommy, I could really go for a bologna and cheese sandwich.”

Your Child’s Life Is Not Over

To highly tuned-in mamas like yourselves, your children’s inability to be affected by tics is baffling, because every minor gulp, throat clear and tongue click will be magnified into LOUD! RICOCHETING! EXPLOSIONS!  They will boom like a fog horn in your ringing ears, taunting you that “Your child’s life is O-V-E-R.”

Your child’s life is far from over. Tics or TS is not a death sentence. The only thing that needs to die is your old vision of what you thought your child’s life would look like. He can experience as much success as a non-ticking child. 

Continue reading

52 Weeks of TS: Week 34

EDITOR’S NOTE: Every Tuesday, noted Tourette Syndrome advocate Troye Evers shares his “52 Weeks of TS” blog journal with the TSParentsOnline community. In cased you missed any of the first 33 weeks, you can read them here. For more information about Troye, please click on his name or visit his website.

Well, my two-month stay on the vineyard is coming to an end, and I’m not sure whether to be excited or sad. I came out to Martha’s Vineyard to work, write and learn a bit more about my TS. I have indeed learned more about my TS, but have also come to the conclusion that with TS it is always a learning experience.

For me, it is always changing, waxing and waning. I have my usual tics, but one day I might start a new one. The new ones always bring on fear, because I never know if this new tic is one that’s going to stick around for a while, or will it be gone in the morning? They say that the body changes every seven years, but I feel as if mine is changing every seven days? I never know what to expect next.

The same applies to my OCD’s. I never know what new OCD I’m going to come up with. A few weeks ago, I spoke of one of my new OCD’s dealing with change (pennies, nickels, dimes, etc) on the floor. I’m not sure where this one comes from. At first, it started with the old wives tale, “find a penny, pick it up. All the day you’ll have good luck”, but only if its heads up. If it’s not heads up it could be bad luck. Could this be the cause of this new OCD, or is it the fact that we’re are talking about change on the ground, the same dirty ground that holds so many germs?

I was really hoping that this last week on the Vineyard would be relaxing, but it was far from that. I can put on a great, relaxed façade, but the anxiety is always there. After spending two months on the Vineyard, all I could think about is packing, and making sure we didn’t forget anything. I had the majority of our things packed a week before hand, but still could not stop checking every room to make sure I wasn’t going to leave anything behind.

I also found it very frustrating that my husband didn’t care about the packing situation. He is one of those people that just waits until the last minute to pack, but my mind won’t let me do that, so I was left to pack myself. I guess I don’t really mind packing myself, because in my mind, he won’t do it right. No one can pack the way I want it done.

Continue reading

52 Weeks of TS: Week 33

EDITOR’S NOTE: Every Tuesday, noted Tourette Syndrome advocate Troye Evers shares his “52 Weeks of TS” blog journal with the TSParentsOnline community. In cased you missed any of the first 32 weeks, you can read them here. For more information about Troye, please click on his name or visit his website.

This year is sailing by. I have one more week until I’m back home in New York City. I think I’m as excited to get back to NYC and my normal life, as I was to get out of the city and to the Vineyard. I know I was excited to come out to Martha’s Vineyard and work on writing, and relax, but it has not turned out quite how I hoped it would.

Besides the confliction of many personalities, I’ve also had to deal with many of my own problems and OCD’s. As I said before, I’m living with eight people at the least, at one point there were twelve people. It’s hard to clean up after that many people the way I want to and keep it clean. I will clean the kitchen, I swear, I could finish cleaning and walk into the bedroom for a minute, and once I get back the kitchen is trashed again. I’m not saying it’s my responsibility, but it will be nice to get back to the comfort of my own home, where I know where everything is and I’m only responsible for my husband.

Even though I am excited to get back home, I have a feeling it’s going to be more craziness with my OCD’s. I know after two months away, that there is going to be a lot of cleaning and reorganizing of my apartment. I have had a few people staying at my apartment caring for my cats and one of my dogs, and I know things are not going to be to my standards upon arrival.

It’s nothing new, I go through this every year, I get home and spend about a day unpacking and getting my home back into “Troye order.” The only issue with getting back is that the last house sitter will be staying with us for three weeks after we get back. At least it’s my home, and I will be able to get into my own setting, but I feel as if I’m still going back to a setting where I have roommates.

I did stop drinking coffee this week. Cutting out the caffeine got rid of the jittery anxiety, but the normal anxiety is still there. I take my .5mg of Klonopin as soon as I wake up, but I think it really just takes the edge off a little bit. I guess I just have to face it, I’m stuck with this anxiety. It’s part of me, like my arm or foot.

The OCD triggers the anxiety, which then triggers more OCD, and more anxiety. Is like a tennis game in my head, and then both the anxiety and the OCD triggers more tics. Wow, did I just figure out why I have the head-flinging tic, because anxiety and OCD are playing tennis in my head? I guess anybody’s head would fling around if there was a ball flying around inside their head.

This week has been an interesting week for my TS.

Continue reading

52 Weeks of TS: Week 31

EDITOR’S NOTE: Every Tuesday, noted Tourette Syndrome advocate Troye Evers shares his “52 Weeks of TS” blog journal with the TSParentsOnline community. In cased you missed any of the first 30 weeks, you can read them here. For more information about Troye, please click on his name or visit his website.

I can’t believe it … my time on the vineyard is halfway done. I’m enjoying the semi-relaxing time I’m having here, but at the same time ready to be home. I am going back to New York for a few days this week, which will be nice, but I know going back home will bring on increased anxiety.

Living in the house on the vineyard is somewhat straining. Everyone here is well aware of my condition, and I don’t think anyone is too bothered by it. It can be annoying going out to dinner with someone who is flinging his head around and making noises, but everyone has seemed to be cool. I think the biggest thing that might be a nuisance to them is all of my OCD’s. I am always cleaning but with the amount of people here, there is no way I can get everything as clean as I want. It’s exhausting but I have had to just let go, which is hard.

Living with so many people is hard, it’s difficult to find any time for yourself. With the anxiety, and OCD, I have enough constant company, and sometime I just need some time to myself. This week I took a little adventure into town by myself. It was nice, I walked around, did some shopping, and did a little restaurant hopping and had some appetizers.

An excursion like this is usually out of the question with my social anxiety disorder, but it wasn’t that horrible. I was ticcing as usual and I tried to suppress most of them, but I did let some out. I was somewhat in the state of, “I don’t care.” I just wanted to be out and enjoy the company of myself.

After my date night with myself, I took a cab home, and ended up having to share it with two women. At first, I was a little judgmental of them, they seemed like snobby tourists. They started talking about a tourist T-shirt that they kept seeing at all of the tourist stores. They didn’t understand the meaning behind the shirt and I explained it to them.

We got to talking a bit, and they asked me if I lived on the island or if I was just visiting. I explained that I was here for the summer, writing a book. Anytime I tell anyone that I’m writing a book, the first question is, “OH, about what?” I told them it was about Tourette syndrome.

Continue reading

52 Weeks of TS: Week 28

EDITOR’S NOTE: Every Tuesday, noted Tourette Syndrome advocate Troye Evers shares his “52 Weeks of TS” blog journal with the TSParentsOnline community. In cased you missed any of the first 27 weeks, you can read them here. For more information about Troye, please click on his name or visit his website.

I’m spending my time in a writer’s paradise — well, anyone’s paradise. People from all over the world come to Martha’s Vineyard. It’s the “Lap of Luxury” for the New England area. You have it all — sun, relaxation, great food, and much more. I have been trying to take advantage of all that I can, trying to relax and get some sun. I have realized that I don’t tic as much as usual when I am relaxing on the beach.

Could it be the vitamin D from the sun, or am I just that relaxed that my tic decided to take a break? I’ve tried to pay attention, and I’m pretty sure I’m not suppressing them. I have been suppressing my tics for so many years, it’s second nature. Half the time I’m not even sure if I’m suppressing or not. However, I have found it interesting, and when I get back to New York, I want to try to take some vitamin D supplements. Hey, why not? It’s worth a shot. Just one more attempt to escape from the beast inside of me.

I have been quite relaxed in the sense of my anxiety, but still have been a bit stressed out. I know that sounds like an oxymoron, but after 37 years, I have realized there is a difference. When you look up stress in the thesaurus, anxiety is one of the top words, but there is a difference — especially if you have anxiety disorder.

They are very similar, but I have been so relaxed, that my anxiety level has been so low, and life is quite enjoyable. Anxiety controls and takes over your whole body, but I feel as if stress is just in your mind. You can breathe off some stress, but at least for me the anxiety just lives there. If you’re anxious, you almost have to just ride it out, and I’ve been riding it out for a long time.

You think that living in the “Lap of Luxury” would be stress free, but paradise isn’t always what it seems. The house that I’m staying at is my cousin’s and her wife’s home, and there are many people staying there. This week the number of permanent people has increased to 10 people. We all have our own separate spaces — there is the main house and a guesthouse. Still, with the amount of people, there are bound to be some head butting issues.

Continue reading