I am a pathological purger.<br><br>
I hate having too many clothes in my closet or drawers. When I get anxious, I get rid of things. It comes easy. Sometimes I have regret, but usually I am getting rid of stuff I bought at goodwill or on sale anyway. There are only a few items I've held onto for a length of time - two worn in hooded sweatshirts and a couple of vintage t-shirts. Everything else is fair game.<br><br>
Clothes, however, can be for some like photographs. They remind us of a different time, of the "hope" we had when we bought them - hope for an event, hope for a new body shape, hope for a new life (ie: maternity clothes). I can imagine if this is what happens it would be hard not to be sad about parting with them.
I hate having too many clothes in my closet or drawers. When I get anxious, I get rid of things. It comes easy. Sometimes I have regret, but usually I am getting rid of stuff I bought at goodwill or on sale anyway. There are only a few items I've held onto for a length of time - two worn in hooded sweatshirts and a couple of vintage t-shirts. Everything else is fair game.<br><br>
Clothes, however, can be for some like photographs. They remind us of a different time, of the "hope" we had when we bought them - hope for an event, hope for a new body shape, hope for a new life (ie: maternity clothes). I can imagine if this is what happens it would be hard not to be sad about parting with them.
