I love watching Hoarders. I am seriously addicted to it. The more disgusting the hoard, the more fascinated I become. I just don't understand what drives a person to value 20-year-old unread newspapers more than their family members. People on Hoarders have had their homes condemned, been forced to move to homeless shelters, or even had their children taken away by Child Protective Services. When I saw there was a book about hoarding, I knew I had to read it.
Stuff does a good job explaining the reasons why people become hoarders. They tend to have had an unhappy childhood, and many of the hoarders lost a loved one in a traumatic fashion. They hold onto possessions because they can't seem to hold on to people. They seem to be perfectionists who would rather do nothing than risk doing something wrong, and they seem incapable of making decisions.
I am generally a messy person. I don't hoard dead animals, and I throw the trash away, but I definitely get overwhelmed trying to clean my house. Between my ADD and my perfectionism, sometimes it seems an impossible task. Lately I discovered the blog, "Unfuck Your Habitat" which has helped me get on track with my cleaning, but I continue to watch Hoarders and think, "There, but for the grace of God, go I."