it's me *sob*
I'm so ashamed, but Christ. I know basically everyone says their room is messy, but mine is BAD. I can't see the floor, it's not covered with "clean" junk like clothes and such. It's all trash, basically.

Usually when I clean my room (once every several months) I have to bring in a bucket to pour all the half-consumed cans of diet soda into. Many of these have formed mysterious gelatinous lumps in them.

I've had many mishaps with rotted food. Like the bag of grapes I misplaced and found about three weeks later, and put me off wine forever. Also the near-empty orange juice bottle which was swollen from the fermentation. I foolishly tried to open it and the cap shot off and dented the wall. Every time I sit down on my floor(when it's clean) I start coughing and wheezing and my nose starts running because of the mold that's likely under the carpet.

Pretty much, I have a problem. A really bad, utterly disgusting, painful, almost crippling one. Not to mention a seriously shameful secret. I think due to my depression, general laziness and not being taught properly how to clean up after myself. It's actually a legitimate psychological problem, too. Look up compulsive hoarding. I'm getting help though, so hurray.
( trintrin has jam for blood, Sat 24 Mar 2007, 1:33, Reply)