It becomes a struggle for control and motivation. You feel like a failure for letting things get cluttered, and hate yourself a bit more. It's pretty sick.
A blogger named Olive turned her self-frustration into an honest art piece. Here's a glimpse behind the closed door.
Though my house isn't dirty, but it has become cluttered in the midst of constant classwork, on-the-go lifestyle, lack of energy, and loneliness. And in return, I get overwhelmed - feeling worse about myself because of the clutter, among everything else. What a disgusting cycle!
I am working on it, though. Manageable chunks at a time, 20 minutes here and there. Slowly chipping away at what feels insurmountable - it is a physical manifestation of my progress- emotionally and physically. I'll take the little victories.
