I don’t know if it’s a familial trait of sza, but my parents are hoarders. Their home makes me so uncomfortable when i visit that i decided to never let my living space get cluttered…but i DO hoard food for some reason. I don’t know if it’s related to sza or if it’s cuz I’m often food-insecure, tho…
I hoard food also. My closets are piled with freeze dried food in big cans ready for a disaster.
I also hoard food and my therapist agrees with me on why. First, I was super food insecure as a kid. Second, I am an ex-Mormon and we are taught to keep a healthy stockpile of food. That habit followed me when I left the religion behind.
I’m trying to be rational about it and not over buy perishables.
I have the opposite problem. I’m a minimalist. I even looked into Spartan minimalism years ago.
I could be a hoarder if I had stayed in one place. I’ve actually given most of my things away with much regret.
I don’t hoard. the stuff I have that I don’t use sticks around cause I’m too lazy to deep clean my closets. I’ve been living at the same place for nine years so things have built up.
Never hoarded and hoarders kind of freak me out. I get they have a problem but why would someone save trash? Like boxes of food that you already ate. What can you possibly need that for. I know rationalizing isn’t really possible so I’ll stop trying but, I understand hoarding some stuff like newspapers. Even my granddad had a mini hoard of ones with his favorite stories that we had to go through after he passed. But trash?
From the shows I’ve watched it seems to be linked to losing someone like half the time.
My mother in law is a hoarder. She was born during WWII just after the end of the Great Depression, which was particularly severe in the prairies in Western Canada, and her parents were still suffering from it when she showed up. She grew up in extreme poverty where people saved everything because there might be a use for it later, even if it was just starting a fire for heat or cooking. It was common for her to have to go out and trap or shoot a porcupine so the family had meat for supper.
I don’t think she ever got over her childhood. Extreme poverty creates a trauma that follows you through life.
That makes a lot of sense