I fucking hate it so much. my flatmate came in and told me to make sure I clean up a little more consistently, and that's completely fine. I'm happy to do that, I apologized, thanked her for letting me know and sent her on her way. but now my brain is fully overreacting and I'm on the verge of relapsing. it's such a fucking minor thing and it's so stupid for me to be freaking out over, let alone relapsing over, and I fucking hate it.