Ive read that the only real cure for hoarding is intense psychotherapy. So yeah, i realize im kinda crossing genres here, literal vs metaphorical or emotional space. But im finding that clearing some physical space influences my emotional experience of that space. I do experience you as having strong boundaries and enjoying a strong sense of yourself and of agency in that space, in the way you describe how you cook and work and ride and in general live your life. I feel like im always waiting helplessly for the next brutal intrusion - which is usually just the apartment maintenance guys coming in for something. But it helps to state it explicitly like that, make it conscious.