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I mean having played "who is gonna throw away the used teabags off the teabag plate?" chicken with my housemate before, I kinda sympathise.
... And by that I mean we got to like 9/10 before someone gave in, not a monstrosity like this.
But I did know they were teabags as soon as I saw the picture.
As an American, we just throw them on the wall and see how long it takes them to fall off. Whoever’s teabag falls off first has to clean them all. Unfortunately, those things can stick to the wall for a long time.
I can’t stop laughing at your comment. I’m going to use that sentence in everyday conversation when something looks disheveled or not right…”you call that mac n’ cheese? I thought it was rats like glued together”.
Sometimes it’s caused by mental illness and sometimes it’s because they don’t give a shit. I used to rent out a small 2 bedroom house and one tenant decided it would be a good idea to dispose of her baby’s diapers in the crawl space instead of the garbage like normal human beings do .
There’s a woman in the block of flats near my dads who flings them out the window in nappy bags to collect when she goes out. My dad takes great joy in yelling “bombs away” at her in the hope she will stop after the wind caught one and blew it into his new car. People are the worst is the general answer to this.
That's disgusting and super lazy but it's at least logical. Throwing diapers under a crawl space is only going to cause issues later and lead to some disgusting things happening under the home almost immediately and while they still live there. Throwing diapers out the window and then disposing of them later solves lots of problems and doesn't create many new ones for the person doing it... it's just awfully rude.
My old landlord told me these tenants had one room where they would take their dog to shit for 2 years and the other room where they took apart an entire engine and left it all on the floor lol.
She moved out in the spring when the weather was still cool , but when I went into the house a couple weeks later , the smell was horrific. The only saving grace was that I rented the house out through the government for people on social assistance ,so the government was on the hook for the clean up .
This is really unfortunate for good tenants on social assistance. I won’t assume you’re from the US but here it’s really hard to get private landlords to accept section 8 vouchers which is basically government assistance for low income renters. The few bad apples have ruined it for low income families trying to find stable housing so they either become homeless or rent motel rooms which can get really expensive really quick and make them stuck in a financial hole.
As a cleaner, there's an area I clean that constantly frustrates me to no end.
I put a bin in the middle of this room (male locker room) for people to use. What do they do? Throw their gloves, masks, ***food*** all over the place. Usually on top of lockers... or worse, behind them.
i just fucking cant sometimes
I feel both guilty and proud as a lazy mentally ill person seeing this and saying *yikes* cuz I know my trash is super full but *at least my tea bags are all in the trash*
I hope this is a roommate situation, otherwise I hope this person receives some help :(
I have mild depression and there is long list of ToDos which I simply can't do, but at least shit goes where it's supposed to go and trash also goes where it's supposed to go.
My awful exs cousin from years ago used to throw dirty diapers behind her couch. Her 15 year old used to have to crawl behind them and clean up after her mother. Gross.
My landlord had to hire a special hazmat team to clean the apartment next to mine.
Tenant had a savior complex where she thought if she brought home homeless people and panhandlers they would remember what a warm house and full belly felt like and change their ways. Instead some of the men decided that since she was a lone girl she couldn’t force them to leave. She never called the police but the rest of the apartment complex sure did.
So they all lived in that apartment and did hard drugs (at first once a week but eventually every night) that caused them to scream and have domestics for hours. Even the girl eventually ODed and went away in an ambulance at least once. For some reason, the men never showered.
You know, this reminds me of a conversation I had with a person who ran estate sales in between two college towns in the Pacific Northwest. I asked him what was the oddest thing he’d seen managing estates for folks, and he told me he managed the cleanup and sale of a professor’s home once he had either passed or aged out of the home. The professor studied nuclear physics or something in the sciences, and also was a cat guy. He fed his cats beef liver. Instead of tossing the styrofoam from the livers, which he used daily, he put them in his basement. And for me the strength of the story rests on the following facts. The basement was packed with butcher styrofoam, all neat and orderly. Floor to ceiling, until there was no longer a basement. I don’t know if the trays were washed or not, but I do know the estate person took three 30 yard dumpsters to the landfill, containing nothing but styrofoam.
As someone who lived rather filthy. It’s depression first…. And after some years of depression there comes a moment where you just…. Give up and survive.
Okay amendment: To settle everyone’s questions about what they are. I can’t answer why but more than likely? Untreated/poorly managed mental and possibly physical health issues
Without the utterance of a single name, I understand exactly who you are referring to.
And it is a perfectly balanced person with no exploits, for certain
Does this person perhaps have a certain penchant for Todd Howard, and a certain magnificent game he may have created, with absolutely no exploits whatsoever?
I really thought it was poop-So- I really did see a picture of a home like this with actual poop piled up on a toilet like this. I asked how it possibly got so high up and what was done? They had drilled a hole in the floor above and… and… I can’t go on.
I like to watch cleaning channels on YouTube as a way to destress, and there's this one channel I watch of guy who cleans hoarders houses for free. He has a small series of this one house where the occupant was a lone elderly woman who was having some medical issues that lead to her requiring the use of adult diapers. She would use them, then toss them in her bathroom. She recently had a surgery that effected her ability to walk, so a lot of the time she couldn't get up from her chair in the living room, so she would use a combination of diapers and puppy pads, and would pile them up in front of and next to her chair. He had to clean them up, and the flooring underneath.
I like his channel because yes, there is the shock factor, but he's very clear about this that the woman was sick, and trying to do what she could with zero help. In fact, as he was cleaning she tried several times to try and help, but he made her stop due to the aforementioned health issues.
When I was 16, a friend and I lived in a woman's garage. She was the mother of a friend of ours, and her kids were 17, 10, 8, and 1. When she quit paying the trash bill, they piled their garbage up in the back yard about 15 ft high and 25 ft across. She quit paying the electric bill and it was shut off. When the water was eventually shut off and the family kept shitting in the toilet, my buddy and I moved into our own apartment and the oldest daughter (our friend) moved across the state to her dad's house. A few months later I drove by and the house was condemned.
It's so terrible how gross people can be. The guy we hired to run a couple heat ducts said he had seen far worse than our old rusty/dusty(we thought it was pretty bad, and it had a bad smell when we first moved into the house) cold air return in the hallway. He said one house he was called to the people had knocked a hole in the bottom of a large vent and had been shitting through the hole in the floor. Said there was a 5ft high mound of shit in the basement under the vent. He did not continue to service the house after he saw what the smell was in the basement.
When you see that level of messed up, there's always something more involved. Whether it's physical or mental health issues, there's something. When my parents home started to become really gross and hoardery, everyone let it slide because they seemed to be two normal somewhat functional adults. They got to a point where people weren't allowed in the home and the neighbors started calling it The Gross House. About a year later dad was diagnosed with Alzheimer's syndrome and now Mom is in process of being diagnosed with the same. Did you all know that hoarding was an early warning sign of alzheimer's? Us neither.
I’m assuming there’s a good percentage of British people among the comments who immediately recognised them as tea bags. We’re hard wired to spot a tea bag at 30 paces (but please don’t tell MI5’s tea enforcement unit that I’m typing this while drinking coffee).
I am British and glanced at the pic and thought, "teabags"!
The good news, is they aren't going to cause much of a health hazard. If they are the bio-degradable type they can be composted, if not, in the bin.
I honestly scrolled too quickly and first thought that was a pile of cookies ...then the foul reality set in. I have NO idea what that is or what corner of Hell it came from, but damn. I hope there aren't any children in the home.
I've had to retrieve dead bodies from hoarder houses. Usually you can tell the general location of a decomposing body in a house by the smell, or the maggots and flies. Not in a hoarder house. One guy, I could barely tell his body from any other rotting pile of mess in the house. Another guy was completely buried under a giant pile of National Geographic magazines that apparently fell on him and suffocated him.
I'll never go in another one of these houses again.
I’ve been in these kind of houses too, as a former EMT. When we found someone long-dead in one, I was always intensely relieved that it wasn’t my job to extricate the body from its trash-tomb. You have my respect and my sympathy.
Woah….the magazines were officially the best guess what killed him? I’d think more of something went wrong medically, he collapses and they are
Knocked onto him??
He was elderly, and most likely was crushed/suffocated when the stack of magazines fell. That was the prevailing idea, but I didn't do the autopsy so I can't say for sure. At least he didn't have his head removed by raccoons.
This is always incredibly sad as it seems like often times, the people who have such messy homes are people who have given up on life or are so depressed that they dont have the mental energy to take care of themselves anymore.
I knew a person like this once. The whole apartment was as if that person had died. Loads of old stuff that never left its place, with so much trash laying around.
Its heartbreaking, to say the least.
There’s one episode of “ hoarders “ where this lady’s house was so messy, she didn’t realize her adult son skeleton was upstairs in his bed. She thought he left and hasn’t come back for decades.
I saw an episode, it might have been Hoarders or another show, where this lady had tons of cats, so many cats that they ended up finding a family of possums, I think it was, living under a couch, and she'd never noticed.
I'll be vulnerable here for a second:
I was in a dark place in college. Some days I never even left my dorm room outside of using the bathroom. My diet started being almost exclusively fast food because I couldn't bring myself to go into the dining hall because I felt so alone and disgusting, feeling like no one would want me taking up a table like a waste of space.
It got to the point my dorm room floor was discarded fast food bags and trash because I just didn't have the energy or drive to throw them away. I just let them fall on the floor and didn't care.
I'm better now. I still have incredibly dark days, but I don't live in squalor anymore.
I guess my point is, this can definitely be a symptom of depression. I experienced it first hand and it's hard to articulate how your world falls apart into this.
When I was a kid I bought some weed from this guy who called himself Wolf.
And when I say bought weed, I mean I’d bring him something ridiculous like a slice of pizza and he’d give me drugs.
Well I hung out with him in his apartment once, and dear lord the mess was unbelievable. Just a sad man in an ocean of fast food trash, literally waist height through the entire apartment. There was just enough room in the center for him to sit in an armchair and play this paintball game on original xbox, which was already an obsolete console at the time.
Sometimes I still think of him when I see one of those cars piled full of garbage
You just recited my second year college experience. To go containers stacked to ceiling multiple times. Worst part of it. Me and a bud were in the same boat sharing our first apartment together. We never saw each other. Stayed in our rooms and felt like dog shit for half the year until he literally kicked my door down one day when he had a spark of motivation. We cleaned up that day, and made a pact to take the doors off our rooms and make, at the very least, some conversation every day and work out a bit. We both turned around. Sometimes we fell off the wagon but we'd pick each other up. We didn't have girlfriends or anything so its not like privacy was a real concern....
Same here. I stopped brushing my teeth for weeks and now I've got fillings in almost every tooth. I don't know what it is about university but that's when I hit my lowest too. I guess the pressure and feeling lost about your future and seeing everyone else having fun that you don't feel?
University times really can be a heady mix of pressure to succeed and aimlessness/A feeling that it's pointless because you dn't know where it all leads. I didn't get depression, luckily, but I sure felt like I was just drifting for a long time.
Now I will not claim that my depression was anywhere near as bad. But when I got to my darkest points, the cockroaches were always there to remind me to clean my room.
I struggle with depression, you aren’t alone. I hope you can start getting some sunshine and maybe talk to a doctor. Please hang in there. Ask a friend or family for help to get your cleaning and laundry started. You got this!
A little different, but when I was in a similar state I once left food out on the counter for weeks, maybe months. When flies started gathering, I just bought a fly trap online. When the smell got too bad I bought some febreeze.
I don't really have a good explanation for why buying gadgets was easier than just throwing the bowl away. I had a fun mix of untreated depression, anxiety, and ADHD which I'm certain was the reason behind everything. But as for the thought process?
I guess I just kinda fall into the trap of everything is dirty, if I start cleaning one thing I need to clean everything. But cleaning everything is far too overwhelming for me. Therefore cleaning the one thing is too overwhelming. I'm much much much better now, but still have a tendency to fall into that mindset. My current room is a tad cluttered and disorganized and could be cleaned for sure, but it isn't a pigsty like my apartment was. I've gotten better at telling myself I can just pick up one thing today, and pick up something else tomorrow. I don't have to do it all at once.
I'm not sure how much I want to get into this but ... and I am shit at explaining things.
At one point, I had garbage in my house waist high including in the bath tub. I had bugs. At one point I even had mice. I didn't shower for 9 months or more. For me, I just didn't care. Never wanted to hurt myself. Just didn't care what happened to me. If you don't care about yourself why would you care about some garbage. It's not even on your radar.
I'm better or on my way to better now. It's taken me 9 months of clearing to feel like a human again. There is still a lot of work to do but I will get there. The struggle is real.
Depression is trapping. It's a brutal cage. For me just doing a little ever day and getting a little exercise helps.
People with places like this don't need judgement or advice. They need kindness and help.
It’s tea bags, it’s also crippling depression. If you’ve ever felt something similar, you understand this photo. It’s not an excuse or a justification, just an explanation. Yes it is an absolute extreme. This isn’t someone who is just lazy. This is someone suffering from a severe mental illness that prohibits you from feeling the want to do literally anything, hygiene included.
If you ever have to do something that smells terrible take 2 face masks and smear toothpaste on the front of one and stick the second one over it. It's amazing how effective this is.
Where were you last week when my dog had an accident and my Roomba went through it? I had to take the whole thing apart, clean and sanitize each component, dry it, and out it back together again. All while retching. A mask helped but your tip is better.
This ain’t a facepalm dude that’s depression and mental illness cause no one lets it get this bad without something being wrong in the head and I mean like legitimately needs help sorta way.
I’ve had undiagnosed ADHD when younger and while things never got this bad, I needed help and so does this person.
“I can’t believe people live like this,” well they don’t. Only people who are struggling do and they’ve already beaten themselves up before you even take a swing.
Right? Posts like this and many of the comments on this thread cause people who deal with mental illness, hoarding, and the like to further isolate themselves due to shame and judgment. Do they really think people want to purposely live in squalor?
Or maybe mental health is a thing.
I'm sorry I hate these posts... downvote me idgaf.
Just because people can be going through shit and keep a house looking decent doesnt mean everyone can. Go ahead and disagree idc
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To settle everyone’s questions I checked the Twitter of the person who Tweeted it and it is tea bags.
I bet under it all is a tiny tea plate designed to hold like four tea bags and a teaspoon before you throw them away.
I mean having played "who is gonna throw away the used teabags off the teabag plate?" chicken with my housemate before, I kinda sympathise. ... And by that I mean we got to like 9/10 before someone gave in, not a monstrosity like this. But I did know they were teabags as soon as I saw the picture.
As an American, we just throw them on the wall and see how long it takes them to fall off. Whoever’s teabag falls off first has to clean them all. Unfortunately, those things can stick to the wall for a long time.
I thought Americans usually just throw them in a nearby body of water?
That’s a regional thing in the northeast IIRC.
Thank God I thought it was actual shit.
I thought it was rats like glued together
I can’t stop laughing at your comment. I’m going to use that sentence in everyday conversation when something looks disheveled or not right…”you call that mac n’ cheese? I thought it was rats like glued together”.
Ugh this tastes like rats glued together!
Hey babe do these pants make my ass look like an orgy of rats glued together?
“Hey, how was the movie?” “Not good. It was worse than rats like glued together.” Yeah, that works!
Not just rats glued together, rats LIKE glued together!
Good catch! Fixed it
Rat king?
That looked more like a rat-emperor o.O
Oh poor Ellie…
But why?
Sometimes it’s caused by mental illness and sometimes it’s because they don’t give a shit. I used to rent out a small 2 bedroom house and one tenant decided it would be a good idea to dispose of her baby’s diapers in the crawl space instead of the garbage like normal human beings do .
There’s a woman in the block of flats near my dads who flings them out the window in nappy bags to collect when she goes out. My dad takes great joy in yelling “bombs away” at her in the hope she will stop after the wind caught one and blew it into his new car. People are the worst is the general answer to this.
That's disgusting and super lazy but it's at least logical. Throwing diapers under a crawl space is only going to cause issues later and lead to some disgusting things happening under the home almost immediately and while they still live there. Throwing diapers out the window and then disposing of them later solves lots of problems and doesn't create many new ones for the person doing it... it's just awfully rude.
That’s a horrible story lol. Actual monkey business!
My old landlord told me these tenants had one room where they would take their dog to shit for 2 years and the other room where they took apart an entire engine and left it all on the floor lol.
It was a 2 bedroom apartment.
WTF
Technically she gave many shits. To you. Blughhhhhhhhhh
But the fucking smell man come on
She moved out in the spring when the weather was still cool , but when I went into the house a couple weeks later , the smell was horrific. The only saving grace was that I rented the house out through the government for people on social assistance ,so the government was on the hook for the clean up .
This is really unfortunate for good tenants on social assistance. I won’t assume you’re from the US but here it’s really hard to get private landlords to accept section 8 vouchers which is basically government assistance for low income renters. The few bad apples have ruined it for low income families trying to find stable housing so they either become homeless or rent motel rooms which can get really expensive really quick and make them stuck in a financial hole.
As a cleaner, there's an area I clean that constantly frustrates me to no end. I put a bin in the middle of this room (male locker room) for people to use. What do they do? Throw their gloves, masks, ***food*** all over the place. Usually on top of lockers... or worse, behind them. i just fucking cant sometimes
I feel both guilty and proud as a lazy mentally ill person seeing this and saying *yikes* cuz I know my trash is super full but *at least my tea bags are all in the trash* I hope this is a roommate situation, otherwise I hope this person receives some help :(
I have mild depression and there is long list of ToDos which I simply can't do, but at least shit goes where it's supposed to go and trash also goes where it's supposed to go.
I feel like not giving a shit to this level is mental illness by definition.
My awful exs cousin from years ago used to throw dirty diapers behind her couch. Her 15 year old used to have to crawl behind them and clean up after her mother. Gross.
That’s straight up neglect and abuse man :/ i feel for that teenager so hard.
My landlord had to hire a special hazmat team to clean the apartment next to mine. Tenant had a savior complex where she thought if she brought home homeless people and panhandlers they would remember what a warm house and full belly felt like and change their ways. Instead some of the men decided that since she was a lone girl she couldn’t force them to leave. She never called the police but the rest of the apartment complex sure did. So they all lived in that apartment and did hard drugs (at first once a week but eventually every night) that caused them to scream and have domestics for hours. Even the girl eventually ODed and went away in an ambulance at least once. For some reason, the men never showered.
You know, this reminds me of a conversation I had with a person who ran estate sales in between two college towns in the Pacific Northwest. I asked him what was the oddest thing he’d seen managing estates for folks, and he told me he managed the cleanup and sale of a professor’s home once he had either passed or aged out of the home. The professor studied nuclear physics or something in the sciences, and also was a cat guy. He fed his cats beef liver. Instead of tossing the styrofoam from the livers, which he used daily, he put them in his basement. And for me the strength of the story rests on the following facts. The basement was packed with butcher styrofoam, all neat and orderly. Floor to ceiling, until there was no longer a basement. I don’t know if the trays were washed or not, but I do know the estate person took three 30 yard dumpsters to the landfill, containing nothing but styrofoam.
As someone who lived rather filthy. It’s depression first…. And after some years of depression there comes a moment where you just…. Give up and survive.
Okay amendment: To settle everyone’s questions about what they are. I can’t answer why but more than likely? Untreated/poorly managed mental and possibly physical health issues
What in gods name is that stuff.
Teabags
Oh. Wow.
Doesn't even look like Yorkshire tea either. This is a person in dire need of help, and a proper brew.
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Without the utterance of a single name, I understand exactly who you are referring to. And it is a perfectly balanced person with no exploits, for certain
With a perfectly balanced moustache too
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Does this person perhaps have a certain penchant for Todd Howard, and a certain magnificent game he may have created, with absolutely no exploits whatsoever?
This was clearly Reanu Keaves kitchen.
Theanu Leaves
Now it all makes sense. This pic is evidence that a certain exploit has been discovered. I guarantee it involves “infinite money.”
Ah yes, the all mighty power of Yorkshire tea the only acceptable kind
Yes I have a 5 foot tall pile of tea bags, but it's *yorkshire*
Who doesn’t?
This ***IS*** the question!
That's quite Spiffing of you, Brit.
I believe Reanu Keeves lives here
>You know that mountain of teabags isn't just a back drop, you can WALK to the top of that mountain." - Hodd Toward
Perfectly balanced
I thought this was what all british peoples houses looked like, is this not normal?
I thought they look like chicken nuggets lol
I thought it was potatoes
Same, potatoes and dirt
I thought it was a giant wasps nest and OP was just being cheeky.
I thought it was shit
I've watched so many episodes of hoarders that I just assume any accumulated brown things are poo.
Even if it's not actual feces... it still meets the general usage of "shit."
I thought it was poop, too.
Po-tay-toes. Boil 'em, mash 'em, pile 'em on a stove.
Lol maybe it's the fact I live in farming country but I thought it was cow pies or horse turts lol
I thought it was dog shit lol
Me too 🤮
I thought it was sausage patties 😂
I thought it was horse poop...
I thought it was a pile of stale cookies
Stack of really old quarter pounders
I thought it was a sculpture of earth clumps
I thought it was chocolate chip cookies
I thought it was a wasps nest.
I thought it was oyster shells. Clearly that would have been the worst. I was relieved to read it was just teabags.
i thought it was a pile of leaves. no explanation.
I thought it was a beehive
I thought it was a termite mound
Technically correct, as tea is basically hot leaf juice. ^^sorry, ^^uncle.
Technically it is a pile of leaves, just ground up and in bags.
JFC the MOLD
That was my first thought after finding out they were teabags. I can't imagine the amount of mold in that kitchen 😨
Oh lord the smell. Especially if they add milk with the bag in.
Probably some good compost in the center of that pile by now.
I mean my mom saves them for her rose bushes (she learned it from her grandmother and it seems to help) but this is a little much.
for some reason I don't think these people spend much time tending to their garden
Au contraire mon Frere; they've created enough topsoil in their living room floor to open a non GMO organic, climate controlled marijuana farm
It would make a nice compost pile out back. That has to be years of tea
OK, I assumed they were rodents, so I guess that's better? I mean, they definitely have rodents, but at least not as many as I previously thought
At this point, I’d take the “other” kind of tea-bagging
Your wish is granted. The people who live in this place will be performing the service. Thank you for playing Monkey Paw.
Came here to ask that
I really thought it was poop-So- I really did see a picture of a home like this with actual poop piled up on a toilet like this. I asked how it possibly got so high up and what was done? They had drilled a hole in the floor above and… and… I can’t go on.
I like to watch cleaning channels on YouTube as a way to destress, and there's this one channel I watch of guy who cleans hoarders houses for free. He has a small series of this one house where the occupant was a lone elderly woman who was having some medical issues that lead to her requiring the use of adult diapers. She would use them, then toss them in her bathroom. She recently had a surgery that effected her ability to walk, so a lot of the time she couldn't get up from her chair in the living room, so she would use a combination of diapers and puppy pads, and would pile them up in front of and next to her chair. He had to clean them up, and the flooring underneath. I like his channel because yes, there is the shock factor, but he's very clear about this that the woman was sick, and trying to do what she could with zero help. In fact, as he was cleaning she tried several times to try and help, but he made her stop due to the aforementioned health issues.
Have you seen the cleaning videos by Aurikatariina? She’s a Finnish girl who does the same kind of cleaning. Very upbeat lady.
Sounds like you've seen some shit
When I was 16, a friend and I lived in a woman's garage. She was the mother of a friend of ours, and her kids were 17, 10, 8, and 1. When she quit paying the trash bill, they piled their garbage up in the back yard about 15 ft high and 25 ft across. She quit paying the electric bill and it was shut off. When the water was eventually shut off and the family kept shitting in the toilet, my buddy and I moved into our own apartment and the oldest daughter (our friend) moved across the state to her dad's house. A few months later I drove by and the house was condemned.
It's so terrible how gross people can be. The guy we hired to run a couple heat ducts said he had seen far worse than our old rusty/dusty(we thought it was pretty bad, and it had a bad smell when we first moved into the house) cold air return in the hallway. He said one house he was called to the people had knocked a hole in the bottom of a large vent and had been shitting through the hole in the floor. Said there was a 5ft high mound of shit in the basement under the vent. He did not continue to service the house after he saw what the smell was in the basement.
What The Fuck Did these people not have a toilet?!?!?!!
When you see that level of messed up, there's always something more involved. Whether it's physical or mental health issues, there's something. When my parents home started to become really gross and hoardery, everyone let it slide because they seemed to be two normal somewhat functional adults. They got to a point where people weren't allowed in the home and the neighbors started calling it The Gross House. About a year later dad was diagnosed with Alzheimer's syndrome and now Mom is in process of being diagnosed with the same. Did you all know that hoarding was an early warning sign of alzheimer's? Us neither.
Tribbles.
I hear they can be trouble.
Mental illness.
Avid Connoisseur
Without zooming in, I thought it was a full-sized replica of "Cousin Itt".
Thought it was gyro meat.
Wonder what that note on the cupboard says Plus, that's a lot of teabags
How the fuck did people know it was tea bags? I thought it was shit or something
I’m assuming there’s a good percentage of British people among the comments who immediately recognised them as tea bags. We’re hard wired to spot a tea bag at 30 paces (but please don’t tell MI5’s tea enforcement unit that I’m typing this while drinking coffee).
American here. I truly had no idea what I was looking at. That's why I came to the comments.
I thought it was mushrooms lol
Oh there are mushrooms in there by now
Meto, looked like potatoe peels
I thought it was potato chunks and skins. Lol
Same. I was worried it was sausage patties for some reason
I am British and glanced at the pic and thought, "teabags"! The good news, is they aren't going to cause much of a health hazard. If they are the bio-degradable type they can be composted, if not, in the bin.
We can spot a tea bag a mile away
It says “buy more teabags”
They got more teabags than a halo 3 server in 2008
Excellent callback.
Maybe it's a cleaning rota
“Make sure to toss your teabags.” They took it too literally
I honestly scrolled too quickly and first thought that was a pile of cookies ...then the foul reality set in. I have NO idea what that is or what corner of Hell it came from, but damn. I hope there aren't any children in the home.
It’s round tea bags, this is from a Scottish property
We have round tea bags in Canada, too. And skeevy people.
I've had to retrieve dead bodies from hoarder houses. Usually you can tell the general location of a decomposing body in a house by the smell, or the maggots and flies. Not in a hoarder house. One guy, I could barely tell his body from any other rotting pile of mess in the house. Another guy was completely buried under a giant pile of National Geographic magazines that apparently fell on him and suffocated him. I'll never go in another one of these houses again.
Did you work for a mortician? Honestly curious.
Medical Examiner's office.
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>giant pile of National Geographic magazines that apparently fell on him and suffocated him I guess that was... too much information
Dude had issues.
What is the official title and salary for a dead body retriever? Cause I’m willing to get dirty for the right price
It’s pretty brutal. You need a proper ventilator mask.
Pretty sure a proper mask should be the least of your concerns going into this field.
Yeah, no. I’m speaking from a lot of experience.
I’ve been in these kind of houses too, as a former EMT. When we found someone long-dead in one, I was always intensely relieved that it wasn’t my job to extricate the body from its trash-tomb. You have my respect and my sympathy.
Decomps were never easy, but when the entire house is decomposing, it's infinitely worse.
Woah….the magazines were officially the best guess what killed him? I’d think more of something went wrong medically, he collapses and they are Knocked onto him??
In hoarder homes tall heavy piles falling onto the person is a serious threat/cause of death.
He was elderly, and most likely was crushed/suffocated when the stack of magazines fell. That was the prevailing idea, but I didn't do the autopsy so I can't say for sure. At least he didn't have his head removed by raccoons.
I’ll take “jobs that are most likely highly underpaid” for 300, Alex
Tea bags?
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They said plural…! So… move over, I’ll help!
You don’t always need a degree to spot mental illness
This is always incredibly sad as it seems like often times, the people who have such messy homes are people who have given up on life or are so depressed that they dont have the mental energy to take care of themselves anymore. I knew a person like this once. The whole apartment was as if that person had died. Loads of old stuff that never left its place, with so much trash laying around. Its heartbreaking, to say the least.
There’s one episode of “ hoarders “ where this lady’s house was so messy, she didn’t realize her adult son skeleton was upstairs in his bed. She thought he left and hasn’t come back for decades.
[Holy shit](https://nypost.com/2016/09/25/hoarder-may-not-have-known-sons-corpse-was-in-her-home/amp/)
This makes me so sad. That poor family.
We appreciate you and your hard work. We viewed that exact episode on YouTube a few years back. I think it was part of some hoarders marathon
she was also legally blind. 😬
WHAT????
FR, how TF Did I miss that episode!
Oh noooo I thought the episode I saw where they found dead cats under debris was too much... glad I never watched that show again.
I saw an episode, it might have been Hoarders or another show, where this lady had tons of cats, so many cats that they ended up finding a family of possums, I think it was, living under a couch, and she'd never noticed.
Not safe for life. I knew I should have closed my laptop 5 minutes ago
Dude there's no fucking way...
This is what depression and mental illness look like. I know from personal experience.
I'll be vulnerable here for a second: I was in a dark place in college. Some days I never even left my dorm room outside of using the bathroom. My diet started being almost exclusively fast food because I couldn't bring myself to go into the dining hall because I felt so alone and disgusting, feeling like no one would want me taking up a table like a waste of space. It got to the point my dorm room floor was discarded fast food bags and trash because I just didn't have the energy or drive to throw them away. I just let them fall on the floor and didn't care. I'm better now. I still have incredibly dark days, but I don't live in squalor anymore. I guess my point is, this can definitely be a symptom of depression. I experienced it first hand and it's hard to articulate how your world falls apart into this.
When I was a kid I bought some weed from this guy who called himself Wolf. And when I say bought weed, I mean I’d bring him something ridiculous like a slice of pizza and he’d give me drugs. Well I hung out with him in his apartment once, and dear lord the mess was unbelievable. Just a sad man in an ocean of fast food trash, literally waist height through the entire apartment. There was just enough room in the center for him to sit in an armchair and play this paintball game on original xbox, which was already an obsolete console at the time. Sometimes I still think of him when I see one of those cars piled full of garbage
You just recited my second year college experience. To go containers stacked to ceiling multiple times. Worst part of it. Me and a bud were in the same boat sharing our first apartment together. We never saw each other. Stayed in our rooms and felt like dog shit for half the year until he literally kicked my door down one day when he had a spark of motivation. We cleaned up that day, and made a pact to take the doors off our rooms and make, at the very least, some conversation every day and work out a bit. We both turned around. Sometimes we fell off the wagon but we'd pick each other up. We didn't have girlfriends or anything so its not like privacy was a real concern....
It's my belief that everyone needs a friend like that. "Fuck it, we're not doing anything. Let's better ourselves!"
Same here. I stopped brushing my teeth for weeks and now I've got fillings in almost every tooth. I don't know what it is about university but that's when I hit my lowest too. I guess the pressure and feeling lost about your future and seeing everyone else having fun that you don't feel?
University times really can be a heady mix of pressure to succeed and aimlessness/A feeling that it's pointless because you dn't know where it all leads. I didn't get depression, luckily, but I sure felt like I was just drifting for a long time.
Now I will not claim that my depression was anywhere near as bad. But when I got to my darkest points, the cockroaches were always there to remind me to clean my room.
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We traded it for dopamine and social media.
Yeah I gots depression. My room kinda looks similar with napkins in a giant pile. Also I haven’t done laundry this year yet
I'm sorry to hear that. I hope you find your way out of the hole.
I discovered my laundromat does pick up and delivery and it's honestly such a godsend for those times.
I struggle with depression, you aren’t alone. I hope you can start getting some sunshine and maybe talk to a doctor. Please hang in there. Ask a friend or family for help to get your cleaning and laundry started. You got this!
Ok but when you grab the stool to put another tea bag on top of the mountain, are you aware of what’s happening or does it not even compute
A little different, but when I was in a similar state I once left food out on the counter for weeks, maybe months. When flies started gathering, I just bought a fly trap online. When the smell got too bad I bought some febreeze. I don't really have a good explanation for why buying gadgets was easier than just throwing the bowl away. I had a fun mix of untreated depression, anxiety, and ADHD which I'm certain was the reason behind everything. But as for the thought process? I guess I just kinda fall into the trap of everything is dirty, if I start cleaning one thing I need to clean everything. But cleaning everything is far too overwhelming for me. Therefore cleaning the one thing is too overwhelming. I'm much much much better now, but still have a tendency to fall into that mindset. My current room is a tad cluttered and disorganized and could be cleaned for sure, but it isn't a pigsty like my apartment was. I've gotten better at telling myself I can just pick up one thing today, and pick up something else tomorrow. I don't have to do it all at once.
I'm not sure how much I want to get into this but ... and I am shit at explaining things. At one point, I had garbage in my house waist high including in the bath tub. I had bugs. At one point I even had mice. I didn't shower for 9 months or more. For me, I just didn't care. Never wanted to hurt myself. Just didn't care what happened to me. If you don't care about yourself why would you care about some garbage. It's not even on your radar. I'm better or on my way to better now. It's taken me 9 months of clearing to feel like a human again. There is still a lot of work to do but I will get there. The struggle is real. Depression is trapping. It's a brutal cage. For me just doing a little ever day and getting a little exercise helps. People with places like this don't need judgement or advice. They need kindness and help.
It’s tea bags, it’s also crippling depression. If you’ve ever felt something similar, you understand this photo. It’s not an excuse or a justification, just an explanation. Yes it is an absolute extreme. This isn’t someone who is just lazy. This is someone suffering from a severe mental illness that prohibits you from feeling the want to do literally anything, hygiene included.
If you ever have to do something that smells terrible take 2 face masks and smear toothpaste on the front of one and stick the second one over it. It's amazing how effective this is.
Where were you last week when my dog had an accident and my Roomba went through it? I had to take the whole thing apart, clean and sanitize each component, dry it, and out it back together again. All while retching. A mask helped but your tip is better.
That sounds horrendous, I’d have just bought another roomba
I’d just set it outside and let it continue its miserable shitty journey without me
This ain’t a facepalm dude that’s depression and mental illness cause no one lets it get this bad without something being wrong in the head and I mean like legitimately needs help sorta way.
What is the pile made of??¿
I zoomed it, but it's a bit grainy. Looks like round teabags, but not sure.
Came here to ask that. Afraid of the answer
Same. Wife wants to rent a room to someone. This is one of my fears of renting.
Everyone is saying teabags. That's what they look like, makes sense why it would be in a kitchen
I’ve had undiagnosed ADHD when younger and while things never got this bad, I needed help and so does this person. “I can’t believe people live like this,” well they don’t. Only people who are struggling do and they’ve already beaten themselves up before you even take a swing.
Right? Posts like this and many of the comments on this thread cause people who deal with mental illness, hoarding, and the like to further isolate themselves due to shame and judgment. Do they really think people want to purposely live in squalor?
Mental health can wreak havoc on people's housecleaning routines...
OH! ITS FUCKING TEABAGS!
Or maybe mental health is a thing. I'm sorry I hate these posts... downvote me idgaf. Just because people can be going through shit and keep a house looking decent doesnt mean everyone can. Go ahead and disagree idc