Relationship Struggles of a Clean Freak and a Slob
I was 18 once I moved out of my parents house, and into my own. When I lived at home, I was always in spite of my Mom who tried so desperately to teach me how to value a clean home, and how it makes her feel when she works from the moment she comes home, to almost the moment she goes to bed making sure our home was clean. But, you try telling that to my teenage self. In my mind, my room was messy-organized and if I cleaned it I would lose everything. My mom and I would fight over the stuff in my room and how I never picked up after myself. Some days, I'd come home to everything in giant garbage bags sitting the middle of my room because my Mom had enough of it. But all that changed when I moved into my space and started to understand why she got after me so much.