This is something I've been giving a lot of thought since I came back from my first super duper international road trip last year. I brought a bunch of stuff with me that I didn't end up using, but the fact that I was so worried about losing it made me think about what was necessary and what wasn't. I didn't feel like throwing anything away because I knew I and my things were going back home, where there was space to keep things.
It wasn't until I started planning my super duper international attempt to move to another city that I really started assessing the value of the things I owned. On my first road trip, I took a bunch of clothes and food with me and my car was almost full, but now I was actually moving fo' reals so I had to somehow figure out what I was going to come with me and what was staying. After figuring out what I could live without I gave away or sold a bunch of stuff, and the rest went on a 10,000 mile road trip with me.
Moving to another city didn't end up working out and I came back, but the trip was so stressful and I became so anxious about losing my stuff or having it stolen that I began to assess what was really important and necessary a little bit more carefully and I became a little bit less sentimental about my possessions.
While examining my possessions again I constantly wondered why I had kept so much crap. Loading and unloading my car, figuring out where to keep everything, and stressing out about the idea of losing or breaking anything made me so angry about the whole experience that I began seeing things a little bit more objectively and a lot of the stuff I kept lost a lot of its value.
Needless to say, it felt liberating. Maybe it was the anger, and maybe it was the desire for a change, but getting rid of bags full of stuff I kept because I thought I would use later made me feel much better. This is how I decided to be less emotional about getting rid of old things that didn't really have any sentimental value, and more careful about obtaining new things that were not really useful.
I don't want to worry about storing, organizing, and moving things. If I ever decide to move again, I want to move with freedom and without feeling like the things I own anchor me to a specific place. I don't want to feel the guilt associated with knowing there are things I own that I don't use or should be using. I want to move on and stop lamenting not being interested in old hobbies anymore despite owning many old hobby related possessions. More importantly, I don't want my physical possessions to be the source of my happiness or my well being. There might be things that I will always use, like a laptop or a music player, but I don't want to feel like not having certain things will cause my world to crash and burn.
The other thing that has made me feel less sentimental about certain things I feel kinda attached to? Valuing people and meaningful experiences over physical things. The crappy life I've lead due to SA related problems inspires me to disconnect myself from the hobbies I've always associated with a lonely lifestyle, and connect more with people and the positive experiences I've avoided due to fear and insecurities. I could talk more about this, but the post is obscenely long already.
Here are some awesome blogs that might be useful for whoever wants some help or inspiration about this topic: