Hi Spirit4earth. So here's how I in general downsized, and some tips for clothing particularly. If I sound snarky, it's cuz I have a self depreciating sense of humor, not because I'm getting on your case or anything like that.
So I was having a rough time downsizing. My problem is that for most of my life (of 40yrs) I lived with the attitude (raised mainly by my Gram who survived the great depression) that if something has any value at all you should keep it, because you never know when you might have a use for it in the future. Sure, this attitude served me well when i, for instance, ran out of coffee filters and used a cut piece of a clean holey t-shirt instead. And then when I was done I rinsed it and threw it into the regular laundry. After all I could use it again, so back into the rag bin it went. And that 'use what you already have' attitude was very helpful when I was living with practically no income waiting for my disability to be approved.
So, on to the downsizing dilemma -
I had a hard time downsizing things that I was given as gifts. Some of the gifts I liked but had no use for anymore (ie I was given a nice set of baking and cookie sheets, but my new oven in my trailer is tiny, so they no longer would work), and some I didn't like the gift that much, but donating it seemed disrespectful somehow (several years worth of birthday gifts from a dear friend - perfume I never wore, figurines I disliked, a ring and bracelet that made my skin break out in hives the one time I wore them). And then there were the clothes. Clothes I loved but only wore once, clothes I was indifferent to and wore when there was literally nothing else clean to wear on wash day, clothes that didn't fit anymore but I still kept because they were pretty ( WHY???).
It finally occurred to me that all of these things really fit into the same category - physical belongings that no longer worked for MY life as it is now. It really doesn't matter I liked the thing (old skirt) or not (stinky perfume). What mattered was that I have a limited amount of space in my truck and trailer, and I need to use it for things that actually works in my life now.
And here's the thought that really pushed me over the edge - even if I absolutely passionately loved every one of my belongings, I can't take it all with me. I cannot posses everything in the world that I love. My trailer is just not big enough. And I love a lot of stuff. And there's no way to put Bear Tooth Pass or Coos Bay or mountains worth of lake Superior agates or every beautiful or pretty thing i've ever admired into a vault so that I might posses it. There are millions of pairs of comfortable shoes and boots in this world. I really only need a couple pairs (walking shoes, sandals, and winter boots). There are millions of dresses that I know I would love, I do not have a closet the size of the state of Montana. Even if I could own everything I loved, where the heck would I put it? It might sound crazy but this is the thought that pushed me out of the headspace of "I don't want to get rid of any of the things that a) I love and own now or b) I own (and maybe dislike) but could be useful maybe in the future."
So I started looking at it from the other end. Like how much space do I have for clothes storage. And now I have two suitcases for my regular clothes and one large tote for winter gear. I also started a small gratitude journal. It's weird but writing down things as I got rid of them helped. I didn't lie, just was honest about these things not owning me. About my possessions not posessing me anymore. Which is what I didn't like about the feelings of guilt that came with giving away or donating items that I'd been given as a gift. So I wrote things like "I'm thankful for friends who remember my bitrhday" or "I'm grateful for my loved ones who care about me."
~angie
Sent from my VS501 using Tapatalk