The shame and the squalor in which she grows up contrast sharply with the deeply sympathetic and humanizing portraits of her otherwise loving parents, and have a profound impact on her life even after she escapes her parents’ home. Miller learns early on to hide her home life, never inviting friends over, and always being picked up or dropped off around the corner from her house. Kimberly Rae Miller grows up in the midst of this garbage, in conditions that would surely cause Child Protective Services to remove her if they became aware of the situation. Piled with bags and stacks of decaying paper, infested with fleas and rats and, unbeknownst to the family, harbouring a squatter in the attic, their house is falling apart beneath the sludge of her father’s hoarding compulsion. Out in the world, they don’t have to think about, or be weighed down by, the disaster that awaits them at home. Out in the world, the Millers seem like a normal family, going to school and work, and out to dinner together. I would always be the girl who grew up in garbage.” “ It didn’t matter where I was, or who I pretended to be.
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