Today I’ve finally been to one of those stations where you can donate clothes. In the end I had four blue Ikea sacks full with clothes and a separate one for shoes to get rid of. I’ve donated all the things in the category “pretty, but maybe I can wear it some other time”. Now I only have my favorite things left, the stuff that I actually wear.
I was a little nervous and shaky while we were driving there, and at one point I even was afraid that I wouldn’t go through with it. However, I figured that that was the very unsound attitude towards clothes that made it important to actually make this step.
Now that I’ve done it, I all I feel is relief and a pleasant sense of freedom.