The first blog on NotMyHoardingMother was about the events of the June 2012 Derecho that impacted much of the region where my hoarding mother lives. If you would like to read this entry without going back 130 entries, you can find it here.
Yesterday I was returning home from a long work day, and I called my mother. She sounded tired, and stated that she decided to clean the upright freezer. The same one that had food ruin in it 27 months ago when she was without power for over a week in 90+ degree temperatures and over 90% humidity.
Her statement? "Well, it is down there... I might as well use it!"
After all her discussion of having it and the chest freezer hauled away (or totally hoardy, cutting off the cord and using them as storage). I can only imagine how utterly disgusting that was, and how gross the freezer still is. She was not listening to anything I had to say about the risk to her cleaning it now, much less storing food she intends to consume in it?
I give up. She will do as she wants.
Hoarding... No one wins. No one.
Thank you for reading!
My name is Lisabeth, and I am the adult child of a compulsive hoarding mother. The take away from my journey is that the hoard is merely a symptom of a life threatening, relationship-destroying mental illness. An illness that often includes behaviors from addiction, child/domestic abuse, and personality disorders such as narcissistic personality disorder. Stay, read, and please, by all means, intervene if you see a child being raised in the shadow of the hoard.
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You can not waste time arguing with her. I am so glad you just let it go.
ReplyDeleteThank you:-)
ReplyDeleteIt is just so exhausting, all this craziness. I refuse to let her take me hostage and force me to ride the 'hoard express' with her.