i wish someone would take my father to the local tip and on a recycle...

garbage cuz he would get a shock to see a collection truck and show him what happens to the recycled rubbish. he has to collect it and holds it like babies and then has to pile them in seperate corners of plastics, tins, cardboard and then has trouble parting with it and he likes to put it in the rubbish bin in a particular order and the rubbish bins have to be so cleaned and air freshened and this man does not care how messy his bedroom smells or looks I don't understand it? I wish someone would just come and move all the junk I ask them to and just take what I say and leave what I want. because I don't own the house these hoarding cleaners therapists can't come in without the permission of my parents and I just want them to move all the rubbish, I have nice furniture going to waste. and I dont understand this ! I am sick of living like this. it is not normal.