I hear you Unigran4,
My Dad passed away when I was 5, back in 1971, leaving Mum with 6 kids under the age of 13. She struggled her way through but the house went to pot along the way. We got used to it, boxes of stuff here and there, ironing piling up and the carpet always needed hoovering. Climbing over and around stuff became the norm. In fact, we had some brilliant places to go when we played hide and seek!
But my Mum was a warrior, and her first thought was to feed and clothe her kids and keep them safe and happy. The housework came second to her working three different jobs to keep her, and our heads above water.
She struggled, and plodded on, but she was always sad. Hard to explain, she was fine on the outside but if you looked that bit deeper she was sad and probably depressed. I only realised this years later when I was grown.
When she got sick in 2010 she decided to sell her house to be nearer to us, and my daughter and I had the job of clearing the house. The tears I shed coming across things which brought back so many memories from child to adulthood, photos, mementoes, personal items... a good lot of trash but some very precious items.
I asked Mum why we lived like that, she said at first it didn’t bother her, she was happy to do housework at weekends when she wasn’t working. But at weekends she was so tired that the housework rarely got done. Then she explained that she looked at it one day and felt so overwhelmed by it all, she sat down and cried. Saying she didn’t know where to start so she shut the door on it.
And then she got ill so couldn’t do it. We did sell her house for her, and she bought herself a warden controlled flat 5 minutes from us.
We decorated and furnished the flat for her, everything brand new, everything. Then we brought her personal bits, photos etc and the day she moved in she stood and sobbed. Said she couldn’t believe it was all hers, it was her ‘palace’ and that she’d never had new stuff even from when she married back in the 60’s. She settled well but sadly passed away very suddenly 5 weeks after moving in. But in those 5 weeks she was the happiest I’d ever seen her, in her lovely clutter free palace where she said she felt so free, and told us off if we ‘messed it up’ by leaving a magazine or cup on the table!
As others have said, it’s a step by step journey which might be difficult and sad along the way, but once it’s done you will feel a huge sense of satisfaction and relief.
You may not be able to do a garage sale just yet, but there may be things you could give away.
I’ve recently started using an app called Olio (there’s also Freecycle, Freegle, Trash Nothing, Preloved and other sites to use) where you can give away food or non food items. I’ve listed non food and items are always snapped up quickly. I arrange for someone to come and collect (at my convenience) and then as they arrive, I put the item outside on my doorstep and close the door. They collect the item and off they go.
I’ve had a huge sense of satisfaction as I know the things I no longer want are being recycled to help others. It does get a bit addictive tho - I’m ALWAYS looking for bits to put on now
(my daughter has banned me from her bedroom!)
The other thing I saw was a guy setting up a table just inside his garden on the drive, with a bundle of items. He put up a sign saying ‘Free - Help Yourself’ and upon chatting to him as I passed he said he’d cleared his garage in less than 2 weeks by doing it. Maybe worth a thought.
Good luck whatever you decide to do, but don’t leave it to start. You’ll start feeling better and proud of yourself once you get going. Little by little you’ll get there ? x