Tag Archives: the Need to Hold On to Things
Hoarding Tendencies
not my photograph… Observations made of the elderly populations, translated… The elevator door slid open, the seventh floor is here. There’s that familiar clinking sound, and yet, for a split second, I thought I heard the stacked up boxes, falling … Continue reading
The Hoarder
How the experiences of the childhood years affect us into adulthood, and this should serve as a WARNING, for ALL parents out there!!! Translated… I’d tried to, repeat my life, as much as I possibly can, fall in love, with … Continue reading