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DiscussionWho else is just too depressed to clean their room?
Thread starterLifeIsASadist
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I only clean my room literally every once in a while bc whats the point, especially if I am likely never going to experience love in my life since nobody would ever be willing to be intimant with me. Fuck cleaning my room is more stressful than my 8 hour job, cleaning my room is almost like working in a mine for me.
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I have to clean my room cuz I live with my parents. I'm not complaining about having to clean my room. I live in their house and I want to be decent and respectful to my parents. The point of my reply here is that cleaning has always been so hard for me before to the point where I basically turned my room into a depression nest. My parents cleaned it for me when they repainted the walls. They cleaned up my depression mess and didn't even know it I felt so bad and now I'm doing my best to try and at least make my bed every morning. If I have messes, then I keep them somewhere that's not visible (like in my closet or under my bed).
I have to clean my room cuz I live with my parents. I'm not complaining about having to clean my room. I live in their house and I want to be decent and respectful to my parents.
I have an adult child still living with me, and just wanted to say, I admire your point of view. My kid staunchly refuses, tells me to get lost, and my wife backs them up. I hope your parents appreciate you.
I hate having to clean, dust , wash , and fix every damn thing every day. On top of that every one has to feed constantly, bathroom , shower, take out trash, more chores. then Its orders of magnitude worse if u have to work a Hard job. Then worse if u have a house, car which causes more problems and more responsibilities. All this and more dealing with sickness just to exist under threat of extreme unending torture
It wasn't any better 100,000 years ago when all the things u had were rocks u had shaped into some weapon and protect that from the other humans as that was ur most prized possession. There were no houses. U had hunt all day trying to find an animal to kill with rocks. No shoes no clothes no products
I only clean my room literally every once in a while bc whats the point, especially if I am likely never going to experience love in my life since nobody would ever be willing to be intimant with me. Fuck cleaning my room is more stressful than my 8 hour job, cleaning my room is almost like working in a mine for me.
Only incentive for me is my cat. Got her a few weeks ago, found her outside my house and took her in. She likes digging around in my stuff and I'm scared she'll eat something inedible. Already have some far-off relatives to care for her when I pass.
I am depressed but able to clean. I don't know if I believe in gratitude. Even if I did, psuedo-newage-psychology wellness bullshit has made me hate so much, including things like that. Being kidnapped, held hostage in a locked ward, and told about the power of gratitude while enduring extraordinary misery will do that.
I still have some capabilities, but barely. It's a double-edged sword: having some energy helps one get things done and keep living, but also gives one the energy to endeavor to not keep on living. Sometimes the lethargy of depression may be nature's way of protecting someone from their own impulses to end things.
I have an adult child still living with me, and just wanted to say, I admire your point of view. My kid staunchly refuses, tells me to get lost, and my wife backs them up. I hope your parents appreciate you.
My parents love me and worked unimaginably hard to raise me. I'm just sad that it was me who ended up being born instead of someone more like my older sibling who has accomplished a lot more and is independent. Cleaning my room is less than the minimum my parents deserve lol. I contribute almost nothing because I have a shitty job that doesn't pay well.
I'm sorry there is such a divide between you and your child and wife.
I live with my parents still and find myself cleaning up after them. I'm generally a clean and tidy person despite the depression because I can't stand being in filth. It's more for my comfort in the moment before I decide to move on. I don't find it all the difficult since I never let it get bad. At my worst I had clothes all over the floor, never vacuumed, and left dishes on my PC table. I'm somewhat glad I no longer have to deal with that anymore because just rotting on my bed seem easier now.
Yes, over this summer I've spent extended periods of time without showers, washing my hair, etc to the point of getting rashes on my skin and itching everywhere. Lying on my futon and barely moving,so definitely not cleaning. The dirtiness of my apartment made it even more difficult to climb out of this black nothingness. Really making an effort to keep things tidy now, makes a big difference in my mental state.
I'm having the same problem also. I haven't showered since Wednesday and my room is disgusting. I keep washing the same load of clothes because they sit in the washer too long. I keep telling myself I'll get out of this hole tomorrow and do it, but tomorrow never comes! I'm not only dealing with depression but the death of my brother recently. Here comes the tears again, so let me abuse my sleeping pills again and escape another day! I just wish I never woke up as always. I barely eat and feel sick when I'm awake. I'm just thankful I have better sleeping pills now.
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