I’ve had depression for years and recently upped my dosage just this week. Every room in my house has some sort of mess. Dishes in the sink because I haven’t unloaded the dish washer. Clothes that need to be washed in two rooms. Bathroom counters that are covered with products. Thanksgiving and Christmas decorations I haven’t put away. I feel like I’ll never catch up. 

The maintenance guy in my building came by to fix a cabinet for me and I was so embarrassed. I think I have this expectation that everyone’s house is clean except mine. My mom’s house has nothing on the counters and not a speck of dust. It just makes everything feel so overwhelming.