Do they really know how gross it is? Because I watched one a few weeks ago where this lady--hold on to your hats folks, this is going to be gross, not for the faint of heart!--was pooping in a bucket! Yes, a bucket; a 5 gallon bucket. She would then take the bucket and dump it into her yard. Then not wash her hands. It started out with her AND her mother using the bathroom in bottles. Those bottles filled the WHOLE bathroom and half the yard.
She didn't understand why it was gross. She didn't understand the dangers of being exposed to raw sewage ALL the time. She didn't understand why eating food that was contaminated in fecal matter wasn't okay to do, she ate a box of salad that had be out of the fridge for who knows how long, in her poop covered house!
That is a true mental disorder. I'm not mocking this, she was seriously ill and needed to be committed. But what breaks in your mind that tells you its okay to stop using the toilet after 30 some-odd years?
I can totally understand what its like to be overwhelmed by your house and your chores, I get that. I can also completely understand what loss is like and the void it leaves inside of you. But what I CAN'T understand is having 113 dead cats in my apartment or my dead wife in my house that the cadaver dogs can't sniff out because of the smell of the REST of my house.
The show is devastating and I do think we're all hoarders in some way or another, I think its a natural trait to want to keep things, but I guess with some people the ability to say NO that's enough spoons isn't there. The switch never switches off.