Posted: Sep 19, 2006 9:41 pm
My mom was the opposite of packrat. I used to get pissed cause she would occasionally throw away my clothes. Not because they had something offensive on them or anything, but because they they'd be old and worn out, like that meant they were broken and unusable or something.
I'm worse though, I compulsively lose everything I own. My clothes disappear constantly. Always have. Now that I don't live with my parents though, I have no idea where it is they disappear too. It's the worst when it's new clothes. I've also on several occasions literally lost virtually everything I owned starting when I was thirteen and moved back to the states from Russia. All I had with me was my electric guitar and a couple pair of clothes. The last three times I've lived out of a vehicle I've gotten the vehicles towed away with everything I've owned in them and the vehicles have been destroyed, presumably with everything still in them (guitars, amps, drumsets, clothes, televisions, stereos, record collections etc...). I've learned to not become too attached to anything, which is probably why it's been a couple of years now since I've had a relationship that lasted more than an evening or two.
I don't even know how to get back to stability, or if that's even something I'm interested in. There was a time though when I lived in nice places and had lots of nice things that I payed for with jobs that I kept for extended periods of time. Seems like a lifetime ago now.