Quite a different one.
I dreamed that I had a dumpster to fill up. So I did. And boy what a sign of relief. That was terrible. And now that it was full, they'd just take it away. And they did.
But another one appeared. I had to fill that one. They took it away. Then another one appeared. They took that away. I was getting so tired, and even so frustrated, and tired, and miserable. And finally I couldn't do it anymore.
In this case, it was the truth.
When you are dealing with lifelong hoarders you will never fill up the proverbial dumpster. There will always be another one to fill. It doesn't matter how many times you do it, you will have to do it again. There is no changing the wiring of the brain in this way, when in this same environment day in and day out, which, is why most never do change, despite all attempts at help.
You can never sit in an environment like that and expect to change. You will never change if you don't take action to disassemble the hoard. It takes a long time to assemble such a huge acclimation. I don't want to use the words 'clean' and 'junk' and stuff like that because fortunately in a lot of cases there are quite a few things that are very cool and useful and aren't going to be disposed of. Having them buried in sofas is not giving them a useful purpose, so disassembling the hoard is the key to finding the cool stuff.
Some places are riddled with animals alive and dead, and have accumulated piles of feces, human or otherwise. This isn't like that, and only the most extreme cases are.-
But still. There is no good reason why anyone has to live in that manner. I look at it in the way of 'brain confusion' and also 'mind clutter'. No clear organization of goals, or how to decide what you should be keeping or throwing out, no clear priority. It's like a math problem that needs to be solved but there is always a missing equation, or both. --- The answer is unknown and unclear as to how it got there in the first place.-
I do know that that type of environment has the wonderful ability to make a person feel like shit. Whether it's physical, from all the dust and debris, or mental. It's very hard to look at a huge overflowing mess and not know what to do with it. So, if you want to feel like shit, try it. I actually don't want to feel that way, but sometimes like a mosquito it's on you and you don't even know until you get bit. I actually think that for some of the approaches on how to help hoarders and certain cases they are doing it wrong.- Certain people might respond to that, but not a lot of folks do. - So yeah.
It's definitely damaging to the psyche and sure can inhibit self esteem, goal setting, increase poverty consciousness, among other things. It's a part of my life I want to be free of, and so I can move along with my own positive goals and achievements, and release any guilt that I may have about the living conditions of others whom choose to do that.
It's my duty as a fellow human to release my findings and perhaps anything I have said could help someone out with their issues of family members with hoard issues.
The next dream I have, will be so much better. It will probably involve Italy, or some beautiful country, that I'm going to go to next.... :)
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