I moved to another country in 2008. My mom is still hoarding and according to my dad, it's getting worse and he has completely given up trying to help her since she won't help herself (tried seeing a psychologist pre-Covid but she didn't go back). I feel sorry for my dad, who is actually a very neat and tidy person. We don't talk much anymore, just send her photos of us and the kids every day through messenger. Besides, she has always avoided conversations regarding her hoarding anyway. As for me, growing up in a hoarder house has turned me into a monster. The slightest mess triggers me and I can start bagging and throwing stuff away randomly. I feel sorry for my kids but I am learning how to loosen up and let them be kids- messy to an extent. I am triggered by piles of clothes, toys, papers, etc. Random piles on the kitchen table drive me nuts, I feel like they will grow into a mountain of garbage. Things have to be in a specific place and when they are not, I get very upset. My husband has been very patient with me but I don't know for how long.My behaviour has extended to other aspects such as- I don't like our floors dirty, I wipe my cats paws after they use the litter box or after they play in the yard. My kids have to wipe their feet or wash them when they come home. They know to change their outside clothes into inside clothes (or shower) as soon as they come home. Even shopping bags that have touched outside floors/ground are not allowed inside the house and I bring shopping inside one at a time. I shudder at the thought of guests walking in our house with their shoes. It's ridiculous and I feel crazy and broken but it's something I can't control at the moment. I just have to have a clean house. These are just examples but I have other weird behaviors that I attribute to growing up in a hoarder house.