#hoarding issues

[empresswrites]

Well this came to mind when i read your last post: Could you explain more on your thoughts the difference say between a dragon hoarding and a pheonix hoarding? A pheonix hoard(ing) sounds very intresting.

I’m so sorry this is delayed! I hadn’t seen it until now in my mass of asks! Plus since stuff going on and I hope you see this!

My take on a phoenix hoarding is sort of like how a dragon would since they would protect their horde, but this is a bit more like… Stashing away? Kind of like hiding away all of his treasures, and feels a sense of basically shoving Ace into his nest and sit on him to protect him like a good daddy bird? Though, I guess a dragon would do the same? So, I guess really it is connected? XD I think Marco and his phoenix would have a hoarding moment over Ace, since he knows he is his kin (for this fic anyways). 

I guess there wasn’t really reason to explain as it basically sums up to being the same. //shrugs

[damandav]

Random findings

I may have a Nintendo portable console problem persay. Sitting on a bookshelf not even being used is one new in box New 3DS XL, 2 more New 3DS XL, a regular 3DS, 2 DSi's, a DS lite and a GBA SP, and of course I also have the regular Nee 3DS system that I actually use

[imafrickinglion]

CW: Death, grief

My mom was living in the adjacent apartment space built over the garage of my sister's house. Back when this arrangement first started, it was so that my sister Amanda could keep an eye on her as she was always ill. Mom was helping out with the mortgage by picking up part of it with her 'rent', and she was supposed to sell her house.

She never did, which I guess I'm grateful for, since it's where I've been living since 2017. But of course it creates all kinds of issues. We've had to clean that apartment out far more quickly than any of us were prepared for. My sister can't cover that mortgage without a renter.

And she hoarded. She hoarded *so much stuff*. The more I look at her life from the other side of it the more I see the Neurodivergence. Pills that expired 5 or even 10 years ago hiding in the back of her closet. A broken exercise rubber band thingie, just hiding in a cedar hope chest. Old curtains from a kitchen she doesn't live in anymore. I cleaned that hope chest out tonight so we could move it to storage and found large pictures of me from nearly every photoshoot of me that our family had ever done. My youngest sister, too.

Cross stitch kits. Unopened. Pajamas that for some reason weren't stored in her pajama drawer. Broken electronics. A heating pad from the 70's, it doesn't even work.

She either never had the spoons to decide what to throw away, attached too much meaning to things to throw them away, or... some secret third thing. But I am so, so tired. My own Neuro spiciness is exhausted. Decisions, decisions, decisions, doom piles... nothing finally dealt with. Just more picking things up and moving them to somewhere else. I have no idea if it'll ever be over. And when it finally is... will all of this finally sink in?

[chaelinsbitch]

I have over 13k pics on my camera roll lmao no wonder my camera has been getting slow lately

[cussingforkids-blog]

CAN SUMBODY TEECH ME 2 STOP PERSONIFYING THINGS????

I THINK THATS MY STYLE OF HOARDING 

EVERYTHING I HAVE HAS FUCKING CARTOON EYES ON IT

HOW CAN U THROW AWAY A CUTE FACE LOOKING BACK AT U???