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Sarah Jane B. | Saturday, October 12, 2025
I have been a messy person for my entire life. In elementary school, teachers were shocked when they saw me open my locker and face a tidal wave of loose papers. In high school, my car and my bedroom became war zones. When I went to college, I tried to contain my messiness while living with roommates. It felt like trying to restrain an overstuffed suitcase from popping — but it always eventually did, and clothes, personal items, bags, and shoes ended up strewn across the living space. Fearful...