You know, every week I wonder if there’s going to be something new to learn. Surely we’ll run out of reasons for the hoarding, ways that people convince themselves that the manner in which they’re living is fine, just fine, and then I remember that no two people are alike. It’s like Mr. Rogers said (and yes, I just invoked the power of Fred Rogers), “There is only one person like you in the whole world.”
I was not let down this week with regards to seeing something new (and more importantly, learning something new). Continue reading
You’re welcome for not leading off with a “Denial ain’t just a river in Egypt” joke. There’s definitely a theme in tonight’s episode. Also, reminder to be kind and courteous, and that if you can’t be kind and courteous, you should not be commenting here. [points to the website’s name]
[Previously on Hoarders]
Tonight we focus on the effect hoarding has on children, both young and in their developmental stages and as teens who have grown up in chaos. Continue reading
[Previously on Hoarders]
From the highest of highs, to the lowest of lows. Another split result on tonight’s episode, and not in the way I thought it was headed. This served as another reminder that often when dealing with extreme hoarding, you’re dealing with other mental health issues as well. Continue reading
[Previously on Hoarders]
“What’s the point of living in the house when you ain’t got nothing?”
This episode features a hoard where Matt Paxton said elsewhere that he almost gave up. When the expert in extreme hoarding is beyond knowing what to do, you know you’ve got a situation that goes far, far beyond OCD hoarding or grief hoarding.
It wasn’t all shockingly dire, however. Continue reading
A&E, I am so glad you learned from your mistakes, dropped the rubbernecking, over-dramatization of seasons 5 and 6, and let the stories (and our awesome crews) take center stage. This show does real good, everyone on the Hoarders staff wants nothing more than to help people, and I’m just glad it’s back.
If you’re new to our site, please click over here and read the basic rules of engagement. Short version: the families and friends of the hoarders often visit our comment section, and we treat everyone with respect. Be kind, be thoughtful in how you communicate, and be open-minded. It’s hard, I know, but it’s important. We’ve become a tight-knit group here over the years.
Judy, Vancouver, Washington
Judy is a former food service worker and lives in a mobile home alone. It should go without saying that her house is what anyone else would consider inhospitable to human comfort. Our opening shot is a mouse pulling a bit of pasta out of an open container. Continue reading
Hoarders is not only back on network TV, but it’s back on A&E!
We’ll be here come Monday with new recaps and discussion posts, but I wanted to remind you guys that this website is not “the public’s.” Actually, it’s mine. There are no advertisements, no kickbacks from anyone. It’s just a site I built 5 years ago (almost to the day!) to have a space that was the opposite of every other forum.
I don’t want ugliness. I don’t want hate. I don’t want belittling and jeering, mocking, shitposting, none of it. Literally everywhere else has that. Hey, Don’t Judge Me does not allow that, I will not keep those comments, and you better believe I mean it.
It’s not that you can’t have a different opinion, that would be ridiculous. It’s that you cannot leave a mean, belittling, angry, or outright cruel comment because you don’t have any manners. If you can’t understand the difference between talking like an adult to people and screaming down at people about how “stupid” or whatever it is you’re angry about, then this isn’t the place for you. Not until you learn the difference.
Besides, if that’s the way you prefer to do your blogging, then you’re going to be REALLY bored here, so I’m just saving you the agita and a whole lot of your time. You’re welcome. :)
How are we four eps in!?! It just started! Basically this is what I’ve been waiting for since EPISODE ONE. And that is Morgan. GUYS. Y’ALL KNOW I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR HIS STORY. And know I’ve had an entire bottle of wine BY MYSELF in honor of last week. And also know that just because I wanted more about Morgan I didn’t necessarily NEED THIS EPISODE RIGHT IN THIS PARTICULAR SEASONAL LOCATION nor did I NEED ninety minutes of it. =/
Things y’all should remember about me: I’ve been interested in Morgan since Ep 1, I love that he’s in the woods in a sneeze guard and a Mel Gibson William Wallace stab sticks circle of protection* (technical name I’ve chosen), because that’s basically the light armor/temporary shelter I would choose.
Amazing things: guy in kidnapper ties as a Walker, skater shin guards as bite-protection, Morgan being US in the ZA. Things I don’t buy: ultra-dad being able to overpower Morgan. I mean, come on. He’s a DAD. SORRY, DADS. BUT HE IS THE DADDEST DAD AND PROBABLY ASKS MORGAN TO PULL HIS FINGER IN BETWEEN MOMENTS OF PHILOSOPHY. That is a man who has a lot of short-sleeve button ups, is what I’m getting at.
Never forget: the real problem in the ZA isn’t the undead. It’s the raiders and other living people. Am I going to have to link you back to the pamphlet made by church I grew up in? Because it’s pretty solid info, if seriously zionist.
And know this about me times a million: if it’s the ZA and I don’t know you and can’t tell immediately your usefulness, you ain’t gonna be hosted by me. No offense, and I’d expect the same from you. (But I’m sad about the goat! WAAAAAH, BABY.)
On one hand, it’s nice to have the reminder of humanity. On the other, YEAH. WE KNOW. Let’s move on to where we are in the narrative. 90 min? JFC. There’s a lot I want to know about Morgan, but… for some reason this episode isn’t entirely it. Maybe because it’s Margine’s husband? Hmm. (Please know this reference.) GOATS DYING MAKES ME SAD. So. Give me your thoughts.
ALSO I HAVE READ PREACHER FROM THE BEGINNING, THIS IS BECOMING A SHOW WHAT ON EARTH?! Let’s talk. THOUGHTS??!?!
So… we all okay? Because you know (you comic book readers who have hatefully hinted to me to prepare for this since S2) that this is basically terrible.
We knew Michonne was okay. We KNEW it. Also, don’t tell anyone you twisted your ankle in the ZA. Suck it up, and move your buns. ALSO TIMES A MILLION, the pet store was hard for me. THAT WAS HARD. I don’t like thinking about creatures trapped in cages. That was some dark shizz.
BUT GLENN. Here is where you can vent, remember our most fabulous pizza delivery boy, whatever. WHAT. WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO FEEL?? (Also: I toooootally thought Daryl was racing back to
boyfriend best friend Rick and was shocked to see him returning to his mission. THOUGHTS??)
Guys. Can I call you guys? We’ve been here through the seasons, pro-tips have been shared, Michonnes loved, Daryls admired, Caroles praised, Ricks both adored and chastised.
And… I can’t think of anything new to say. New nicknames? Ha, always, but nothing about this STORY, this relentlessly dark and–it has to be said–repetitive story. Look, I write stories as my day job. There’s a structure to this. And I know that in television there’s a bigger arc that I’m not privy to. But… I just don’t have it in me to keep recording like a stenographer the continued Bataan Death March in the hopes that there’s going to be something to root for.
There’s nothing to root for that’s new to say. <-- Read that again before you send me hate. There is nothing new to say. No new ideas, no new insights, just more this person is struggling morally, Rick, a glint in his eye and dirt on his brow, shows them that they must kill and push on; after all, he has a baby to raise and a Carl to get in the house.
Wait, there is one new thing to say: CARL ORDERED SOMEONE TO GET IN THE HOUSE! Lori must be smiling from heaven.
So feel free to use the comment section here to talk amongst yourselves. The FX are still cool, after all. And the normal HDJM rules still apply: don't be a dick, don't spoil, and don't be a dick. (I'm still watching, I just... I give up trying to be funny and insightful. The well has run dry, I'm afraid.)