Fear death because your bedroom is a complete mess
My bedroom is a pig sty. Cobwebs, dirty clothes and shoes strewn all over the floor, a very dusty curtain, an accumulation of cigarette packates and empty alcohol bottles I'm afraid of sneaking out.
For fear of embarrassment, I can never in my right mind allow a single soul in my bedroom. And I've contemplated suicide a couple of times but have always put it on hold because upon deep reflection, it would surely be an embarrassing sight of my bedroom if my bedroom was ever accessed by anyone other than me. I'm the only one who is used to the mess that is my bedroom by far. It should be noted that outside of my "inhospitable" bedroom, I appear well kept and well groomed. I observe good oral hygiene, I always strive to wear clean and well pressed clothes.
Occasionally, I clean my bedroom from ceiling to floor, and I must admit, i feel really pleased about this. But after a week a so of daily blackouts from heavy drinking and smoking, it's back to "square pig sty".
The thing is, I'm naturally a loner and don't mind being on my own, but the fact that I've countless times found excuses to discourage people.. even loved ones alike from meeting me in my bedroom on grounds of hygiene and tidyness issues is worrying in itself.
I have a lingering fear that if I ever die unpredictably, (which is usually the case,) on one of my worst "bedroom mess days", then I would have to leave the rest of my afterlife in eternal shame.