- Sep 29, 2022
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Ever since I was a little child, I always felt sad and attached to objects that I've had for a long time and it was time to
either throw it out, change it, or replace it.
Even now in my 40s, I still struggle with it. It literally makes me cry sometimes and breaks my heart like I lost a living person.
For example, I am moving to a new place soon and I've had some of my old appliances like microwave, kettle, toaster, rice cooker
for over a decade. I used it nearly everyday, and we've been together through a lot. They still work and so instead of throwing
it away, I am selling them as used goods for cheap so someone else can continue using it, but I feel sad letting them go because
they were like "loyal" to me and they are my troopers, soldiers, who worked their asses off for me everyday making my food and
giving me warm meals etc. Now I have them all lined up ready to sell them and I feel like I am abandoning them or letting them
go after all the good work they've done for me.
If I could, I would literally want to keep all my old things and put them in my own hall of fame room behind a protector glass case
and honor them all and remember them marking the years I had them, the years of service they gave me, etc.
Sadly, I do not have that kind of money or house large enough to keep all my stuff.
Most people I know seem to have no problem just throwing away stuff without a second thought! It's amazing how they do it.
For me, I am so attached to things that have served me so well for years that I it breaks me up inside everytime I have to throw
them away or sell them.
Other memorable things: bags, shoes, desks, chairs, electronic devices like computers, stereos, walkmans, phones, flashlights etc.
Just writing this out right now is making my eyes tear up cuz I still miss my old troopers I threw away long ago. I did take photos
of them to remember them so at least that way I have not completely forgotten them.
I don't know how this is related to Christian living but I think it is somehow connected. Something deep in my being has always been
this way. I miss my old dolls too.....I get so mad at my parents whenever they threw things out that I wanted to keep and they don't
realize how much it hurt me each time they did it....as if they were destroying my friends, my lifelines, my identity and source of comfort
and joy. Odd...
*note* I do realize the correct answer will be: "Well, your identity, source of joy and happiness, comfort should be in Jesus Christ alone!"
but somehow that answer never seems to be enough. I still miss and long to keep my things because they were loyal and good to me
and I want to honor or bless them somehow but they aren't alive (I know) but it feels like they are alive.
either throw it out, change it, or replace it.
Even now in my 40s, I still struggle with it. It literally makes me cry sometimes and breaks my heart like I lost a living person.
For example, I am moving to a new place soon and I've had some of my old appliances like microwave, kettle, toaster, rice cooker
for over a decade. I used it nearly everyday, and we've been together through a lot. They still work and so instead of throwing
it away, I am selling them as used goods for cheap so someone else can continue using it, but I feel sad letting them go because
they were like "loyal" to me and they are my troopers, soldiers, who worked their asses off for me everyday making my food and
giving me warm meals etc. Now I have them all lined up ready to sell them and I feel like I am abandoning them or letting them
go after all the good work they've done for me.
If I could, I would literally want to keep all my old things and put them in my own hall of fame room behind a protector glass case
and honor them all and remember them marking the years I had them, the years of service they gave me, etc.
Sadly, I do not have that kind of money or house large enough to keep all my stuff.
Most people I know seem to have no problem just throwing away stuff without a second thought! It's amazing how they do it.
For me, I am so attached to things that have served me so well for years that I it breaks me up inside everytime I have to throw
them away or sell them.
Other memorable things: bags, shoes, desks, chairs, electronic devices like computers, stereos, walkmans, phones, flashlights etc.
Just writing this out right now is making my eyes tear up cuz I still miss my old troopers I threw away long ago. I did take photos
of them to remember them so at least that way I have not completely forgotten them.
I don't know how this is related to Christian living but I think it is somehow connected. Something deep in my being has always been
this way. I miss my old dolls too.....I get so mad at my parents whenever they threw things out that I wanted to keep and they don't
realize how much it hurt me each time they did it....as if they were destroying my friends, my lifelines, my identity and source of comfort
and joy. Odd...
*note* I do realize the correct answer will be: "Well, your identity, source of joy and happiness, comfort should be in Jesus Christ alone!"
but somehow that answer never seems to be enough. I still miss and long to keep my things because they were loyal and good to me
and I want to honor or bless them somehow but they aren't alive (I know) but it feels like they are alive.