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I actually went to visit a woman I'd known for a while. Her had a knitting store, and they tend have piles of yarns everywhere, so that didn't tip me off. When she closed the store, I went to her house for a visit and she was a hoarder. I've never seen so much shit in my life. Clothes all over the living room (she claimed she was just folding the laundry when I arrived, but I didn't see anything folded or clean and she knew I was coming). The kitchen didn't have any space that wasn't piled with dirty dishes. There was no air conditioning, and this was in Florida. I was, there are no words. Punchline. She closed her knitting store so she could become a NURSE. I've watched a couple of those Hoarding shows and the employed hoarders seem to be nurses. What is with that?

I partake in Misery Night. It's nice to see that someone else in life is more F*cked up than I am. And it makes me productive and clean my house.

The movie sounds like Hoarders meets Saw. Hmmmmmm

I have a hard time with this show because I just want to slap the shit out of the more belligerant hoarders. My wife and daughter love the show. I get about 40 minutes in and I have to go clean the kitchen.

Suffocate sounds pretty great though. At least the premise is scary even without the damn killer.

A friend of mine is a hoarder in recovery, by which I mean his girlfriend won't allow him to keep any of the crap he collects, like flyers, pamphlets, free daily and weekly newspapers etc. When he was living alone, it was truly grim. Piles of stuff covered with sheets, bookcases and boxes overflowing with VHS tapes (using 3 VCRs he taped up to 12 hours of TV every night, and rarely watched any of it), and a storage unit crammed with the overflow of free shit. The guy just has no ability to throw anything away.

I watched a few episodes of Hoarders last year, and while I didn't have the visceral reaction that Dustin did, I did start to feel kind of weird, dirty and voyeuristic, so I switched it off and watched porn for a while instead.

What?

And by the way, I and my siblings have on countless occasions mounted an all out assault on her house. It's always the same. She freaks out and gets apoplectic about the "really important stuff" we have thrown out and about how she "knew where everything was and now she can't find anything" and then in six months it's just as bad again.

They should do re-visit episodes of Hoarders where they go back in 6 months. I'll bet they're back at their shenanigans as soon as the cameras leave.

I've seen Hoarders and it scares the shit out of me.
This movie sounds like the cinematic equivalent of chewing on tinfoil.

I can't wait to see this! Feral cats and possums, deadly black mold and noxious fumes, and homeless cannibals living in the trash piles. I'm pretty sure I already know how it play out, too. It ends the way all those episodes of Hoarders should end. Light a match and burn it to the ground.

I have refused, refuse, and will always refuse to watch a single episode of this crap.

I have no desire to watch people who spend their lives mindlessly and relentlessly hoarding items like deranged sentient jackdaws, or people who dress their mincing spawn up like some animate Barbie doll and parade them around for the delight of pederasts, or people with clearly more money than sense who lavish material goods on their kids in hopes that a $45,000 watch will somehow substsitute for parental love.

No. I shall not do it. So there.

Isn't a jackdaw already pretty sentient, though?

I turn into misery night only when my anxiety is kicking so bad I can't bare the thought of cleaning. A couple hours of that freak show sets me straight. Unless my own OCD is kicking in, then their crazy methods of organization and insistence they know where everything is justifies my own pile system.

I'm with schrome. This film sounds like a not very disguised inspired by a true story film. This is the Collyer brothers story with the addition of a serial killer. They notoriously shut themselves away in a gigantic NYC apartment they owned, filled it floor to ceiling with junk, then set booby traps to stop trespassers. They died within days of each other when the brother who was the care taker passed away first. So sad.

BWeaves, I had a friend who was a nurse. Her husband was an EMT. They had 3 children who were friends with my children.

They all looked clean enough..I mean, not spotless, but, you know, pretty much like everyone else. My kids went to their house to play, they came to ours....everything seemed ok.

Then, one day I picked their kids up for school. I had to walk into the house to get them and make sure they picked up their lunches from the kitchen. The house was STACKED with shit. Garbage all over the kitchen....bags leaking with maggots crawling on the floor, food on the counters, sink crusted with crap, food wrappers and pop cans on the living room floor, clothes wadded up everywhere....it was a nightmare. THESE WERE 2 HIGHLY TRAINED MEDICAL PROFESSIONALS!!!

My kids never went back there.

My old bosses, also 2 highly trained (and paid) professionals, who I shall not mention, had a beautiful old brick home where they were raising their 2 children. They were in a line of work that often required folks going to their home....which had pathways thru the crap they collected in each and every room. There was so much stuff the front door wouldn't open all the way.

I don't need to watch Hoarders....I know too many of them.

I don't watch Hoarders all the time, but I do when my house starts to get messy (laundry piled up, toys strewn all over the house, and a sink full of dirty dishes) and no desire to get up off the couch. That is when I like to watch Hoarders. Twenty minutes of that shit and a few hours later my house is spotless. Works every time!

My grandmother was a hoarder. She died in 2000, and my parents and their siblings are STILL cleaning out her home.

My sister and I are now so terrified of even coming close to what she was that we obsessively throw/give things away. If you haven't used it in a year, and it's not seasonal, get rid of it!

In case you couldn't tell, I LOVE watching Hoarders.

I've been outted!

Worse, I am going to have to see this thing now. And I hate horror films (they scare me), but "Lance" loves them.

Loves them.

And while I love Hoarders, "Lance" tolerates the show.(I am mesmerized by the fact that people live like this and have no concept its insane. Also - and this is the sick part- I like to clean while watching.)

He's gonna want to see the movie, and I will have no excuse not to[].

Damn You Dustin, dammit Janet!

My husband also hoards newspapers. The room he used got flooded during a hurricane and he had to throw some out. That at least, got the rest moved to the garage. I throw a stack in the recycle bins when he's not looking. He does read them, but not fast enough. I mean it. The man reads 5 year old newspapers. I guess if that's the worst I can say about him, I have it pretty good. He does do all the dishes and laundry and cleaning, and he does it well, so I can't really complain.

I've never watched Hoarders, but I've definitely been in that apartment in the header pic.

The smell is 100 times worse than it looks.

Mixed with weed and dog pee.

I might be a hoarder... There are comic books, magazines, DVDs, CDs both bought and self-made, piles of books and even some crosswords scattered around. There's no more place, wardrobe or shelf to keep all this in order. Am I in trouble, Doc Rowles?

The difference to me is in your gut feeling. I had a friend when I was teenager whose parents were a poet and sculptor respectively...and actually making a living doing both of those things. Their house was chaos. There were towering piles of "found objects" everywhere. You couldn't sit down without having to move a stack of books (usually first editions signed by the author) or use the bathroom without shifting a giant piece of marble to one side, but one had a sense that it was okay, that they were just these joyful air-headed artsy people living happily in their chaos.
Now, my house. The feeling one immediately got in the gut was "holy shit, what mental health problem has led to this". That's the difference

My mum isn't a hoarder, but she is very protective of her stuff and everyone else's. My sister says she will call and say things like, "I found a sparkle. It must belong to one of the girls. I'll put it aside for you." She will also call to see if you have the, let's say, cookie tin she noticed is missing. She doesn't need it - she noticed it's not where she thinks it is and calls all of us to see if we have it.

Aren't hoarding/collecting/OCD related? I stumbled across a show about coupon freaks (Extreme Couponing?) and they each had a meticulously organized hoard.

I'm worried about my mom's potential to hoard. Growing up she was the neatest person you could imagine. I had to vacuum, dust, clean the bathroom, windows, etc. every Saturday. Then a few years ago after my parents split up the outside started to get bad. She has about 4 acres of land with landscaping, potting sheds, dog pens, a chicken coop and a full barn so it's easy to imagine how it can get out of control when one person with a full time job is in charge of maintaining all of that.

Then I'd come home a few times a year and notice all the stuff piling up in the guest room. Then the bathroom floor was missing a few tiles, and then the other guest room began filling up, and then bags and bags of clothes appeared in my old bedroom. The main living areas of the house are clean, but she just won't get rid of anything.

She is always talking about how she's too tired to clean up the messy rooms at the end of the day and how she can't do everything herself. I want to come home and help her, but when I tell her Goodwill will come to the house and pick it up for her, she blows it off. This is something I'm really worried about, that it could get out of control. She needs to sell and move to a smaller more manageable house, but it's such a mess she can't even put it on the market.

I still watch Hoarders, though. It's like I like the stress.

Austin:

I've been there and if you don't do something soon, it's going to grow out of control. The "too tired at the end of the day" argument is both real and fake. She probably is tired but she also probably really believes herself to be far more tired than she actually is. It sounds like classic Overwhelmed/Depression/Make it not be my fault syndrome. And it only gets worse if you don't intervene. We were too young to intervene properly when it happened to my mother (after the death of my dad when she was 40) and now it's an impossible situation. Good luck. I hope you can do something.

It's OK, that's what we have TK for :)

I will be watching it, hopefully with my clean freak sister :) :) :)

I need to make sure that I either always have a roommate or I get married really quick, because when given the freedom from being self-conscious I WILL become a hoarder. Dishes pile up, dirty and clean laundry mix and papers are everywhere. Usually I'm too worried that whoever I'm living with will judge me or get annoyed so I'm extra careful, but the second we become close enough that they can't hate me, I will start leaving shit everywhere. This is why I can't have nice things!

The great news is that it is completely worth every minute of your time.