The intro left a sour taste in my mouth. It felt like a book from the 17th century that was going to explain and sell me a cure-all. It was trying to make me think my life would get better in every way if I followed Marie Kondo's method— and that every other method was wrong. Her testimonials had little to do with tidying, and everything to do with how much better people's lives were after working with Marie. Like an advertisement for a shake weight.

I am disabled, and the idea of a book that preaches I should not make adaptations to fit my lifestyle, and that made me feel guilty for that from just the introduction, is not a self help book that I need. The intro does not take into account the vastness of human experiences and needs, especially for people with mental and physical health challenges that will render it very difficult to follow Kondo's methods.