I understand it might seem different, but I have never watched an episode of Mari Kondo on Netflix in my whole life. I haven´t even read her book, although I have considered gifting it to certain people I share a roof with several times.
The impulse to declutter my surroundings hasn´t been triggered externally, I have always had it. Not that I am a minimalist, but I prefer organized places and space around me.
My mother might now think back at me growing up and strongly disagree, so I will rephrase to: Ever since I moved out, I had the desire to have a clutter free surrounding.
With two kids though clutter just seems to manifest out of thin air, and that is not limited to kids stuff. No, quite the opposite! I feel like I spend so much time decluttering kids toys and picking up after them that my own stuff grows rapidly.