I prioritise trying to keep myself clean, healthy, and not overwhelming myself. I already fail at all of those things.
If I tried to do this I’d probably manage it for a month, then end up with a collection of cans and bottles in the corner of a room, acting as a constant reminder of how I’m a failure.
I understand the good it does, I’d like to contribute, but that doesn’t change how my brain works.
“Just do what you’re supposed to!”
Like, yeah, that’s my whole problem. I do what I’m supposed to but it’s completely independent of what I have scheduled or prioritized. Maybe it means my medication needs to be kicked up a couple doses. Or maybe it means I need people to be happy I got anything I needed to get done, done.
If it makes you feel better, a good chunk of the population let’s dishes pile, don’t take their bottles in, put off chores, etc. until it moves over to that urgent column! My neighbor doesn’t take in his bottles until it’s 6 bags deep, but he’s fortunate to have a huge storage space to keep them out of sight
