Not sure if it's BP related, but part of me does blame BP. I've become very 'lazy' to a point I just don't seem to care about my apartment. I live alone so it's only me that has to live with it. I've never been as bad as I have in the last year since my depression started to get worse again. I felt bad a few weeks ago when my mom was in town after I got discharged from the hospital. She started cleaning, just trying to be helpful because she knows I've been struggling. I snapped at her and asked her to stop. She just kept going. I wish I had more motivation to keep things neat and tidy.