The past few months, I've gotten serious about giving away things that I've collected over a lifetime. My partner is older and feeble, and I question whether he would have the strength to go thru my things, and attend to finding "new homes" for them.
He's also trifling as hell, and would probably call garbage men and take all my nice stuff to the dump. (before taking the energy to go thru things.)
I'm old, and it's not easy getting rid of things you've owned since the 1950s. At first I thought it would be an unbearably emotional experience, going thru memories and objects from a lifetime. But it has become a relief.....knowing my nice things will get a new home, and not be sent to the dump. There are two charity thrift stores nearby that I'm donating to, when I get a 5 box delivery ready. (5 boxes is their limit on donations at this time)
Getting rid of things is a classic feature of impending suicide. My partner has a Masters in Counseling, but has failed to notice I'm getting rid of a LOT of stuff. and I do mean a lot. and there's more to go. An example how far removed he is, when it comes to anything about me.
Any of you folks experiencing this? or have experienced it?