I’m sharing this because, honestly, I know how frustrating it feels when something small slowly starts taking over your daily life. For me, it was pet hair. I love my dog more than anything, but my home didn’t feel like my home anymore. Hair was everywhere on the sofa, on the bed, on my clothes. No matter how much I cleaned, it never felt enough.

I tried everything. Lint rollers that ran out in days. Vacuuming every night until I was exhausted. I even stopped inviting friends over because I was embarrassed. It sounds dramatic, but it genuinely started affecting my peace of mind. I remember thinking, If this continues, I’ll either lose my sanity or start resenting the one thing I love most.