I have no room for clothes, my dresser is completely full and both of my hampers are full. Meaning even if I do laundry I have nowhere to put the clothes. I have so much jewelry I just had to put a bunch of necklaces into who knows what to get it out of the way. I have piles of unknown in my room that doesn't have a home. I have binders crammed under my bed from middle school. My closet is full of things I don't use. Everything is useless that takes up space. It's like my mind, all of the things I've been holding in all these years have finally filled to the limit and now as I begin to add more anxiety and stress the door bursts open and all the shit keeps falling out and no matter how many times I try and put it all back into place there's always a piece that moves wrong like Jenga and it all comes falling down again and that's when I malfunction and I zone out. Like my mind is trying to put everything back then restart.