A volunteer at the food bank said my sorting was 'too slow, just get it in the bin' and honestly it helped.

Yeah, that "permission to be a little messy" is the real key. I can spin my wheels for hours trying to polish something that was already fine. It's not even about being lazy, it's about getting stuck on tiny details that don't actually matter to the final result. Letting go of that need for perfect is the only way I ever finish anything.