I am feeling much happier now that I was able to clean. I realize I struggle with flexibility when it comes to living with other people. I need to research how to handle this better. All I wanted to do today was the to-do list I wrote last night that set up my plans for the day, which were ruined by other people. I am in a better frame of mind now that I was able to do what I planned. I don’t know why this upsets me so much but it does.

They don’t understand that before I moved back here, I lived in a disgusting unsanitary slum infested with cockroaches, with roommates that never cleaned. Their animals used the apartment like a toilet. I was the only one who cleaned, and I worked 8-9 hour shifts almost every day. While living there I developed a throat condition, I also have an autoimmune disease so having a clean and sanitary environment is necessary for me. So yes, I’m a little obsessive about cleaning for a lot of reasons. It distresses me to live in an unclean or cluttered environment. Ever since coming home, I noticed I’m laser-focused on cleanliness and uncluttered surroundings. I personally, never want to experience that again.