I have just finished a massive declutter or a cull, whichever way you look at it and feel I have come close to a meltdown and am about to break out in hives.  It's time to accept folks, I am not like normal people, but I have to live amongst them in a normal world.  Have you any idea what that's like?  I wonder if it's because I live in a house that I don't like therefore making me focus on 'the stuff' filling it.