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Dirty Secret

A daughter comes clean about her mother's compulsive hoarding.

Anorexia Nervosa
No, You Are Not A Book Hoarder

Jessie Sholl on March 28, 2011

I'm irritated by this National Post essay, Confessions of a Book Hoarder. Sure, it's meant to be funny -- hoarding, that's hi-lar-i-ous!! -- but I find it flippant and smirky.

I'm irritated by this National Post essay, Confessions of a Book Hoarder. Sure, it's meant to be funny -- hoarding, that's hi-lar-i-ous!! -- but I find it flippant and smirky.

Attention
Animal Hoarding: One Dog's Story

Jessie Sholl on February 21, 2011

You might think that as the daughter of a compulsive hoarder, I'd be able to spot other hoarding situations easily. But that's not the case. Because after my husband and I adopted our dog, it was years before we realized the poor pooch had likely come from an animal hoarder.

You might think that as the daughter of a compulsive hoarder, I'd be able to spot other hoarding situations easily. But that's not the case. Because after my husband and I adopted our dog, it was years before we realized the poor pooch had likely come from an animal hoarder.

Fantasies
Compulsive Hoarding: Beyond the Crazy Cat Lady

Jessie Sholl on November 19, 2010

I'm the daughter of a compulsive hoarder. Four years ago, I'd have chewed off my own arm rather than admit that fact to anyone besides my husband. But then a series of health crises made my mother's secret too difficult to bear on my own, so I decided to come clean.

I'm the daughter of a compulsive hoarder. Four years ago, I'd have chewed off my own arm rather than admit that fact to anyone besides my husband. But then a series of health crises made my mother's secret too difficult to bear on my own, so I decided to come clean.