My therapist's office is always pristine but cozy and comfy to where you feel at home. Her office is really lovely and sweet. In addition to seeing my therapist I go to a mental health center every few weeks for medication and there was a social worker there who's office was a complete mess. Her desk was full of papers and odd, empty boxes. Her hair was always in disarray, and her bangs would be plastered to her forehead because of her intense sweating from weeding through her garden of junk.

When she would go to look for my file under this enormous, messy pile things would fall off of her desk and she'd get so scatter-brained and out of sorts to where it bothered me enough to request another social worker, which I did receive.

So, yes, I completely understand how you feel. You can't focus because you're staring at all the chaos in the room. Then, you think, "Well, if they can't handle their mess, then how can they handle mine?"