Ok so I am not exaggerating here. I am a hoarder, not in that there’s no clear floors at home or I save rubbish, or would make it onto a TV show, but hoarder nevertheless as I acquire a lot which I find hard to part with. My house just looks cluttered at first look, look under the beds, in the wardrobes etc and you see a bigger issue as I have babygrows but my youngest is 4!
I have four kids, the two middle ones have SEN so part of the hoarding is clinging to their lost ( or perception of ) their normal development. I do feel robbed rightly or wrongly as I have four kids but I have only experienced two toddlers milestones ( the others are getting there but not while preschool age). Plus other stuff as it’s aMH condition and well - you know - life 😜
Anyone I still feel broody but have decided it’s enough. My youngest starts school in September and it’s just the sensible choice. So I’m trying to get rid of all the outgrown baby things. In the past three days I have got rid of 50 things and sorted a further 200 so far to sell at a baby sale in two weeks. I have decided that it’s going for 50p - £3 and what doesn’t sell goes to nursery spares and charity. Even my brand new Next items I try to sell online get no interest so it’s now or never. Kids clothes are a sunk cost.
But it’s killing me. I have this deadline to make a major dent with the sale looming. Once this has gone I’m aiming for a more slow steady declutter thinning out the following Kon Marie ( you can’t hold and feel joy in over 1000 baby and toddler items that no longer fit kid any of your kids! So it’s cull then clear).
This is by far the most emotive part of my hoarding. It hurts me physically and killing me emotionally. I tell my husband this and think I’m making good progress but he does not get it. He tolerates it and rolls his eyes. I hint at my friends the massive task but hoarding is a dirty secret. I read on here someone call someone a dirty minging hoarder and wondered if I was minging too.
I have had CBT and go to a support group but that’s not helping right now.
Anyway. I want to succeed. I want to get rid. I can already feel myself closing down on day three and wanted to do nothing as avoidance doesn’t hurt.
Anyone want to hold my hand? Tell me I can do this? That it’s ok to not cling onto the baby days and dare to see a new, tidier, better future?
I feel so rubbish, I’m ashamed. Of myself, my hoard, my pathetic self destructive feelings. But I can’t help it. I can only try to get through this month and feel this pain. Once it’s gone i won’t regret it, it’s just the process I can’t face. Help 😭