Cleaning my room is a very emotional thing for me right now. I think my room accumulated so much clutter over the past 7 month I can have a yard sale.

At this point, cleaning up my room isn’t an easy task. I keep finding things I riminisce on and stare at things for a good minute before moving on. Ill pick up a shirt and find a stain that didn’t come off in the wash and remember why it was there. Or ill find pictures.

Its a tough thing for me to do. All of the reasons for my depression have been clumped up in one pile for me to dig through.

This might be the closure I need to all these things that have happened in the past few years. This may be what will lead to the change I’ve been longing for.

This is something I haven’t really spoken to anyone about. Even my family is worried about me.

But cleaning my room and going through all this anguish, its probably personal karma on myself for just running away from my personal problems. I let it pile up on me without addressing it. Just like the mess in my room.