Point, Set AND Match. 
I hate it when opponents shoot/sabotage themselves before I’ve had a chance to rip their guts out. Sort of takes the fun away. Bugger. 
What the fuck are you talking about?
You’re a real queen of the smack down. With all your smilies and your mis-interpretations of other people’s posts.
:dubious:
What brought this on?
Yes, I was diagnosed, went through therapy, a psychiatrist, etc.
My two disorders-OCD and ADHD. If it sounds like I said I have something else-I have sometimes referred to my OCD as an anxiety disorder, because, well, that’s what it’s classified as. I also suffered from depression CAUSED by my OCD. I’ve been treated and medicated for, oh geeze, almost nine years now.
Am I now legit in your eyes? :rolleyes:
I was officially diagnosed with severe constipation about six months ago. So when one of you thinks I’m full of shit, please know that medical science has confirmed it.
I believe that is where the confusion came from. I didn’t know OCD was an anxiety disorder, but that makes sense.
What confusion? Your trumpeting first post didn’t seem to display any confusion about what you thought OCD was:
Correct me if I am mistaken, but I was under the impression that you are a med student Go You Big Red Fire Engine. And yet you claim you are unaware that OCD is classified as an anxiety disorder? In fact, here:
And here:
…shows that you have more than a passing familiarity with the condition.
Your slimey weaselling knows no bounds. Why don’t you just apologise for being a snarky bitch and be done with it? Easier than tying yourself up in knots like you have done so far in this thread.
I am under the impression that a lot of people claim to have OCD (or other mental disorders) who haven’t been diagnosed by a medical professional.
You have been under a lot of mistaken impressions so far. This is one of them. But it is promising to see that you can finally get my name right.
Yes I was. For some reason, I lumped it in as a personality disorder in my head.
A passing familiarity and no more. But hey, if you want to continue extrapolating, go right ahead. You’ve got a really compelling argument going there, you almost can’t tell that you pulled it out of your (and I’ll spell it “right” for you) arse.
It’s hard to take you seriously when you finish everything with a smiley. Why do you feel you have to stick up for Guin? After all, Guin has come in and addressed the issue a lot more maturely than you have. Let it drop.
When are you going to stop being a snarky bitch? After all, you once insulted me in MPSIMS out of the blue.
When are you both going to stop being snarky bitches? Not that it isn’t entertaining for those of us on the sidelines. :rolleyes:
Well, to be fair, there IS something called Obsessive Compulsive Personality Disorder, which is completely different from OCD. Why they gave it the same name, I’ll never know.
And perhaps the two of them have at least a touch of OCD and are not diagnosed!
And now back to the thread: Hoarding and its emotional impact on non-participant significant others…
I hope widdley comes back. I have learned alot from this thread. My one sister was a hoarder (and had a degree of paranoia. It wasn’t until after she died that my dad told me that she had been mentally ill. I figured as much). Her twin, who also died, 5 years later, was just really cluttered. She liked to keep her things around her-things that reminded her of trips, college, old flames etc. Her place was a pit, but there was a difference to it. I may well be swinging the whole other way, in an effort to not be like either of them. Humans are curious creatures.
That’s me, too. My mother was an ‘ordinary’ cluttered type until, oh, menopause age. Then she went into full time hoarding of obviously useless things. For example, if she went to a church service, afterwards she’d walk up and down the rows collecting as many of the weekly bulletins as possible, which she’d pack up neatly in boxes and keep. Huh??? A hundred or more copies of the list of hymns for a service that’s already taken place???
Anyway, when she had to move to a nursing home, it took my sister and I over a year and a half to finish emptying out her house so it could be sold. Okay, we only worked weekends, but that’s still something like 1200 hours of dirty, nasty work between the two of us. 
In reaction, there is NO clutter in this house. I won’t allow it.
Amen. Collections can become valuable, can be sold, are usually displayed and organized, and are a source of pride to the owner.
Hoarded stuff tends to be little more than an embarrassment even if there is something comforting in being surrounded by it. It gets all over the place, in the wrong places (i.e., serving trays in linen closets, boxes of cereal and crackers on the living room floor, etc.*). It is not in a display case or kept on a series of shelves. It is not cared for, nor is it cleaned nor polished nor dusted.
*I have seen this sad evidence in a good friend’s house; said house has not been cleaned up in at least five years and I’m afraid to go in there again until it is. In the meantime, the stuff keeps piling up.
Some hoarders and clutterers recognize that they have a problem (my friend does); others do not or cannot bring themselves to face it. It’s a sad situation either way, for all concerned.