Over the past few years I have had to end many love affairs. These affairs were not easy to break off, but I finally realized it was for the best. My heart was no longer in it, and I decided it was time to move on. You might be thinking, “Wait, I thought this guy was married.” I am married, and quite happily. The love affairs I’m talking about here are not affairs with people, they are affairs with stuff.
Over the next few weeks I’m going to share some posts about some of the stuff I’ve had to break up with. It’s the path that every minimalist must take. At some point in your life, you’ll likely find yourself with more stuff than you knew you needed… knew you wanted even. You’ll see that you have a house full of stuff and you’re running out space to store it. You may move into a new home and soon think they should have added more closets. You might look at your paycheck and wonder where it all goes.
You have a part of the heart known as the “wanter”. It wants so many things. Shiny new stuff. Fancy new technology. It yearns for the smell of freshly opened electronics. It yearns for the new car smell. It desires name brands. It wants what everyone else has. It wants and wants and wants.
This “wanter” must be part of the heart. Why else would you feel heartbroken at the thought of losing your prized posessions?
At different parts of my life I realized I had to break up with some of my stuff. This stuff didn’t belong in my heart. It was just stuff, and I could do without, do with less, or do with an alternative. Stuff does not belong in our hearts. Stuff may be needed, and it may be wanted, but it should never be emotional.
With that realization I began breaking up with stuff. Some stuff was easy to break up with. There was the old wetsuit that remained my closet unused for over 15 years, thinking I might wear it again one day. That day never came, so I had to break it off. Other things were harder, like shiny new cars. Who doesn’t love the feeling of owning a new car. I had to break that one off, and I’ll share that story in an upcoming post.
The Breaking Up with Stuff Series will run over the next few weeks (or maybe even months) and I’ll likely sprinkle it in between other posts.
I’m also looking for some input. I want to hear your stories of breaking up with stuff. What stuff pulled your heart strings, yet you knew you had to part ways. Expensive stuff, sentimental stuff, collections… What kind of stuff did you break up with? You can email your stories to freedom at rethinkingthedream dot com, or send them through my contact page. I’ll share these stories as part of the series.