I became aware, suddenly, that I was uncomfortable with the show being on. Why? Well it was a subtle intrusion into my mind…the recollections of avoidance to an obvious problem (my Mom’s, my Aunt’s massive hoarding); it was a reminder of confrontations that ended poorly; a flashback to hurt feelings and ultimatums; a memory of negotiations progressing toward failure in meeting cleanup deadlines.
Despite several years of positive accomplishments in hoarding cleanups, looming in the back of my mind is the failures in dealing with the hoarders. So when I watch the TV hoarder and the resistance that plays out, I am uncomfortably reminded of how stressful that was for us. Of course, that is the intent of the shows. It is to portray how overwhelming the process is for all involved. The visuals convey the magnitude, sometimes the smells, and the denials of the hoarder. All very powerful and may I just say off putting for me. My wife likes to watch such shows. I obviously have some unresolved issues of self-forgiveness and objective self assessments.