I'm a 32 year old mom of two, my oldest being autistic. I work 3 jobs and go to school full time. I went through a mini depression over the summer while my kids were away with their father, spending little time at home. By the time my kids had come home, all those little things became laggers things. I kept saying I'd get everything done. I get some things done. The three main rooms I try hard to keep up with, but its difficult, but my kitchen has taken the brunt of the pain. It became the room to just throw things in. I ended up closing it off, making up excuses why people can't go in it. I have a very loving boyfriends but I know this bothers him. I try to do things. I am so incredibly busy that I can only do one room at a time, and by the time I get to the kitchen I am terrified of what is before me. I don't like having a dirty home, in fact I hate it, but yet I can't seem to get this done. By closing the kitchen off, it's like being an ostrich with its head in the sand. The problem still exists, I just can't see it. My boyfriend doesn't come over anymore, and I know the house is why. I keep saying it will change, and I have every intention, but I just can't get there. I don't want this ruining our relationship, I need help desperately, but I'm too embarrassed to ask. I don't know what to do!!!!