My Story

 8/11

My three sisters, brother, and I all grew up in a hoarding household.

Today, our parent’s house is worse than ever, preventing me, my husband, and 10 month old son to avoid the house and visiting. Each one of us has been impacted significantly in our adult life because of hoarding. My husband gets frustrated with me about the cleaning. It’s not that I don’t want to clean, it’s just that I’m learning HOW to clean properly since my siblings and I were never taught.

Growing up in a hoarding I feel she has chosen her stuff over quality time she could be having with her grandson. She tries to make up for this by buying mass amounts of baby clothes for him.

My mother filled up our childhood home so badly we had to move into a extended stay hotel at age 12. They eventually had to hire a crew to clean it out. When we bought our next home, my mother promised she would
not let it get like the “old house.” Her promise was shortly broken in a few short months. Our baby pictures are buried somewhere and our home videos are lost forever.

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