The hoarder house looms.
It has haunted me for forty years now, since 1978. My dad took a sabbatical,
and we moved into a furnished house—a clean and neat house! I was excited for
that. It took them about a month to trash it. That’s when I knew that their
house was going to be my problem someday. A big problem. I was sixteen.
Question - a serious one - did either or both of your parents have aspergers?
ReplyDeleteThis is relevant to my interests. Seriously.
DeleteWhat about diagnosed OCD? That is my sister the hoarder. It's really hard.
That's a long shadow.
ReplyDeleteThis worries me for you.
ReplyDeleteThis still surprises me. I am sorry you and your sister have to deal with it. When my brother and I had to deal with my folks house (not hoarders but they both had a lot of STUFF) we took what we wanted and hired a company to deal with the rest and then have an estate sale. They got a large percentage, but it was worth not having to do it ourselves.
ReplyDeleteYikes, I hope the exorcism is successful.
ReplyDeleteWow. And knowing that at 16? I just want to wrap you up in a huge hug.
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