I keep a disaster zone of a living space and I only take the trash out maybe 4 times a year and the recycling less than once a year. I don't let people come in my room not even family or my closest friends. I have waking nightmares that my roommate will enter my room and kick me out of his apartment because of my room. My whole life is in my room. I'm too anxious to leave it. So it gets bad. And I have a lot of shame and anxiety about it.