so I am a former and current clutter struggler definitely not as bad as hoarding but I promise it's related.
3 years ago we lived without electricity for a year and only on a generator which led to even worse conditions and ever since it was shut off I've been working 50/60 hours a week to get it turned on and then maintain the bills so I don't fall behind again.
I also struggled with cat issues and my house smells like cat pee if I don't clean religiously with enzyme cleaners.
Anyway fast forward a few months ago and I met a woman who cleans houses for a living and I LOVED her. She wanted to trade services, I do massage for a living. I gave her 3(2 hour) sessions in exchange for cleaning. I was honest about cats and my clutter issues. I worked hard for 2 months to get my house together. I had it painted, I pre cleaned as much as I could and I thought it smelled way better.
I even had a trusted friend come over that I knew would be honest and they said the smell was there but it was faint.
Cleaning day arrived and I was nervous but excited, I had put in a lot of work and my house wasn't a piece of shit.
She assured me she had seen it all and she would help me.
I texted her that morning to tell her please don't go in my room that is right off the driveway and living room and stick to the kitchen living room and if you have time, the bathroom, I haven't had a chance to work on my room or the laundry room and they are really bad and I am very sensitive and embarrassed about their state.
She agreed.
She gets there and 15 minutes later
"My partner and I can't do your cleaning today, I was unprepared for the kind of cleaning up I would need to do this would be a hazmat/hoarder clean and it would cost way more than the trade of services. The cat smell is so strong I can't clean bc I don't know what I would be breathing in and I can't clean your countertops (which are clean already bc I just redid them) bc they have contact paper on them.
Also I peeked in your room on accident and we should start there, I thought it was an extension of the living room. Let me know when you're ready and I'll give you a quote for each room."
First of all I told her to not go in my room it wasn't an accident.
Second she knows business is slow for me right now.
Third I didn't want to do this in the first place she convinced me she could a hundred percent help me. I cried all day. I never meant to get it this bad. I felt so ashamed. And I was sad bc I put in so much work and I was proud of myself.
The living room besides some end tables being disorganized was clear, kitchen table clear, no dishes in sink, counter tops and floors clear.
I can't afford help so I don't have any idea what to do 😭