See, I'm pretty sure that in 10 years or so, I will be writing this about my in-laws. They lost their house a couple of years back, and my husband went over there to help them move. Of course they were totally unprepared and hadn't packed, and he was horrified. When he was little they weren't like that, it was messy (6 kids) but totally livable and within the range of normal. It isn't anymore.
I also kind of agree with Impish--I watch this show and feel like I'm being a voyeur into other people's mental illnesses, and it's kind of awful. At the same time, I use it, because of my in-laws and my worries about myself.