On Friday morning, after having my morning coffee, I went to the kitchen to start cleaning. There, I was confronted with a scene of piled-up dishes and scattered mess, which immediately caused me intense stress. By nature, I am someone who cannot tolerate disorder at home. For me, organization is not a luxury, but a necessity that gives me a sense of safety and comfort.When chaos takes over, an inner anxiety grips me and can escalate quickly. Sometimes, I find myself asking everyone to step away so I can restore order in peace. This reaction occurs whenever a family member creates disorder in any part of the house, and I have noticed that it has become more intense since 2024.I have become extremely sensitive to any mess or disturbance in a space I have just cleaned, even if it is caused by a small child. Although I do not yell at children or blame them directly, the tension I feel is deep and emotionally exhausting. In those moments, the idea of living alone in my own home crosses my mind—a place where the order I create remains untouched and my efforts are not undone.Over time, I have started to feel that this issue is taking a toll on my mental well-being, and that living with others has become increasingly difficult for me. I have seriously begun considering the option of living independently, even from a financial perspective, despite my family’s opposition. Caught between my desire for mental peace and my fear that isolation might worsen my state, I find myself stuck in an inner conflict I can no longer ignore
I guess, this is exactly how my wife feels about me :(
I understand the emotion behind your comment. My post was meant to reflect my personal experience with stress and the need for space, and not to refer to any specific person. Sometimes what we feel is more about our inner state than about those around us.