my mother and both my sons are hoarders. the sons dont live with me but my garage is filled with their crap. it is so sick imo. all three want everything that they lay eyes on and it literally smothers the life out of me. my brain only focuses on one thing at a time and when i walk into a room with thousands of pointless knick knacks lining every wall i get claustrophobic. someday im going home and theres going to be one warning then a bonfire you can see from outer space. im not being melodramatic here. my mother wont even throw away junk mail. just venting, thanks for listening. this is my pet peeve in this world.