The Urge to Purge

clutter2From what I’ve been told, I was very neat as a young girl.

And somewhere along the way I lost it.

As an adult, I know I’m not the neatest person. Far from it. And my attention span when it comes to cleaning is pretty short. So if I DO clean, I have to do it fast.

But perhaps I should consider working on that.

Two weekends ago, I watched this one-hour program about people who have problems with clutter. 

I’m not talking about your run-of-the-mill slobs. These are people described by psychologists as hoarders. Not packrats, which I think I might be. But people who have disorganized, messy MOUNTAINS of clothing, old newspapers and magazines, and random junk – so much that, in some cases, they’re KILLED by their own mess collapsing on them.

The program had two profiles:

One was of this couple who both hoarded when they were single and didn’t know each was marrying a hoarder, until they did. The wife was a professional re-organizer, if you can believe that. When the program was filmed, the extreme clutter was taking a toll on their their marriage and they were seeking help.

They weren’t so bad. They realized they had problems, sought help, and started working on fixing the situation. You could actually see them start to improve by the end of the show.

It was the OTHER hoarder who scared me.

The woman had so much stuff, she could barely open the front door if she had to leave her apartment OR – heaven forbid – let someone in.

She had SKYSCRAPERS of plastic bins – full of documents, string, yarn, clothes, old things she found on the street that she couldn’t bear seeing thrown away – whatever. If the narrator didn’t describe the place as being her apartment, I would have easily mistaken it for the stockroom of a store or something.

Wait, there’s more. She’d been evicted from her previous apartment. A municipal department sent people into her apartment, and they emptied SEVEN YEARS worth of stuff into a gigantic dumpster.

Understandably, it sent her into a state of panic. But it certainly didn’t scare her straight – it took her only about two years to “re-clutter” her new apartment.

And the thing is, she was seeking help – seeing a therapist, having people from the city check on her … but because of her compulsion, she couldn’t break free. She was past the point of no return. And for the duration of the program, she was on the verge of being evicted from her second apartment.

Amid all this, they interviewed a couple of psychologists to ask them what they believed might cause someone to hoard. One of them suggested that sometimes the hoarder may have had a parent with the same tendencies.

I immediately thought of my father.

I wouldn’t say my dad’s a hoarder.  But I think of everything he’s kept over the years – old clothes and other objects in the house and in the garage – and then I think of my own cluttery habits.

I can’t speak for my dad, but I think of the reasons I keep stuff: sentimental value, karmic superstition, the thought it might just come in handy one day … and procrastination when it comes to figuring out what to do with it all.

The first thing I wanted to do after seeing that show was get a dumpster and just get rid of EVERYTHING I didn’t use on an everyday basis. And then shower three times.

But then my neurosis dissipated, and it got me thinking about how to change the way I organize my things. What SHOULD I do with all those birthday and Christmas cards my friends were so thoughtful to send to me? The photos I never actually put in an album? Or all those binders and manila envelopes full of possibly still-useful information? Because if I ever (successfully) move out, I do not want to think about the amount of stuff I’d have to toss beforehand.

I DID do a purge of my basement a bunch of years ago. Maybe I should re-visit that … 

Before my junk becomes The Mountain That Consumes Me Alive.

*NOTE: The picture depicted above is NOT of my junk. I’m not THAT bad.

4 thoughts on “The Urge to Purge

  1. Lori says:

    Trust me, when you move, you do a LOT of purging. I always get rid of garbage bags full of crap, then I’m shocked that I still have some much stuff to move

  2. sophie says:

    I purged my life in December of 2004 and within 2 months, everything changed for the better. I see it as making room for new things in your life, and by things I mean it can be physical, mental or spiritual. I still have a couple of boxes that only get opened when I move, but I don’t let it bother me. and you know what? it’s so much easier to clean when you have less stuff.

  3. stine says:

    it’s true, when you move, purging is so necessary (if you want to reduce the # of boxes) and it makes you feel so much freer, like a weight has been lifted off your shoulders.

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