My parents are hoarders. I had noticed their hoarding tendency long before I knew the actual term.

Hoard. Hoarding. Hoarders.

And ever since I turned into a rebellious teenager, I have started sneaking some of their stuff which I thought to able useless and throw it outside, without them knowing obviously. I did this regularly until I moved out of the house a few years ago.

If you wonder —

No. I don’t feel guilty for having done it.

No. My parents still don’t know what I did. Only Jik knew about this well-kept family secret (and now you do).

Only time will tell whether I have inherited the hoarding gene.

And yes. I am obsessed with The Hoarders TV show.