Thankfully he didn’t hoard food trash or other stinky items.

It cost me over $700 for many, many trips to have his crap hauled to the dump (he’s in prison, has been for almost 3 years).

It took me 4 months to clean the house once he was gone. He had rented a garage behind the house without telling me, so that was an extra, unexpected joy.

It stems from PTSD. He was improving with therapy, but insurance would only pay for 12 sessions. He quickly reverted to his old ways.

It was a HUGE stress on our relationship (along with his drug use, which is why he’s in prison). He gets out soon. I wish him well, but he won’t be coming to my house.

Eventually I wouldn’t go in her house and she didn’t care if I did or not.

I think such people have suffered loss and anguish. It got much worse before it got better.

But eventually a noble prince saved her and whisked her away to a new life where she says she’s happy. She left everything behind. Good stuff and garbage. I think it took ten huge dumpsters to get everything out. House had to be gutted inside.
Oh did I mention she had cats...♨️

little glimpses though. It was like stuff stacked everywhere. They had just enough room to get down the hall I could see. Her car was a big old boat crammed full too.

The outside caged pool area. After she passed her family removed everything with 5 large metal containers. Hope to never see that again and the rats/mice left the area as well.

Crap stacked everywhere, dirty dishes and food scraps. Cockroaches running up and down the walls. When it was over my partner and I both went and took showers, put our clothes in a separate plastic bag to wash. Filthiest place I've ever seen.

I’ve done a hoarder job with a QVC junkie. Lovely woman who brought 3 of everything. Many unopened boxes of purchases. Her apartment was stacked floor to ceiling with stuff. Goodwill, got a lot of new stuff. I also got a brand new HP laptop that was never opened.

And when I pack up seniors to downsize them to move to assisted living I’ve encountered hoarders that were caught in time. During the pandemic we had trouble getting rid good of stuff and they ended up in landfills sadly. If I was more inclined I’d have a constant supply to sell at flea markets. But none of them gave opened back up yet where I live.

like - like comfy shoes or an item of clothing - I buy it in multiples because I assume (from past experience) I'll never see it again. That's probably different from the woman you described since I'm not hooked on shopping networks and I really don't have that much spare stuff around. Too bad there's not a charity thrift shop you could donate that stuff to if you can't sell it.

Mother is 75. Daughter is undiagnosed mentally ill. She keeps the contents of the vacuum cleaner. Every piece of paper she has ever touched. Much of it wrapped in tinfoil. Last week she pushed her mother (not a common occurrence) and police said she can not go home or have contact with mom for two weeks pending a hearing. Mom required surgery to repair a wound. Daughter is afraid of phones, etc. I think many hoarders are probably mentally ill.