( 12:39 PM ) shut up christine
clutter is the symptom, hoarding is the disease
-from an episode of hoarders
i love this show (and other shows like it - animal hoarders, hoarding buried alive, clean house etc) because its like ohhh holy cannoli
in one episode a family had spent years-- like, over a decade-- pooping into plastic bags and tossing them in a pile in a corner of the house after their toilet broke. cleaning crew discovered a MOUNTAIN of shit bags
in the majority of these cases, the hoarding was precipitated by a painful and traumatic experience
abusive father killed daughter's pets. when daughter is an adult, she keeps every stray animal she finds.
woman has financial troubles, can't always afford to eat. when she gets back on her feet, she hoards groceries. her house is filled with rotting expired food, and she can't throw any of it away
the point of me writing this is
i am amazed how pain can manifest itself outside the body
how has my pain affected the choices i've made, and the behavior i exhibit?
how have i acted in ways that add to someone else's pain?
how do i deal (consciously and subconsciously) with my own painful experiences?
for one, this blog. this blog is my version of a shit bag mountain.
i'm relieved no one really reads this
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