This week I found myself wondering how many hours I will spend over my lifetime cleaning, decluttering, and reorganizing different areas in my home. How many minutes of this precious gift of a life will be shrouded in stress and anxiety because my domestic surroundings have a hand-holding relationship with my mental health. Our family, much like many others, routinely complete the cycle of purchase, place, purge. My husband and I are constantly trying to figure out how to tetris our closets or cabinets and come up with storage solutions to house all of our belongings. Belongings that once seemed like a blessing now the sepulcher for the illness called…