Too Much Stuff
On Life With a Hoarder, Well Two Hoarders
Anyone who has read my work knows I had an unconventional childhood. And unconventional really is just a euphemism for really fucking weird. Biracial white-looking kid, black parents, parents old enough to be my grandparents, agoraphobic mother, blah, blah, blah. Yeah, well, they were also hoarders and that brought with it a unique set of issues.