Baggage

Shirinks always say that before we can get into a new relationship, we have to deal with the emotional baggage of the old relationship...
and how many of us have heard someone say "I don't want someone who has a lot of baggage." (to which I always say "get real. we all have baggage...")
The odd thing with me right now is that I feel like I've dealt with the emotional baggage--it's the other baggage, the tangible baggage--that I'm still stuck with.
We got to talking about the whole baggage thing today. Men don't necessarily have all that physical baggage--all those things--that women seem to get burdened with. Someone's always buying us a trinket or this or that little thing.
As I mentioned in the post yesterday, boyfriend's mothers end up giving us things that are supposed to be for our future with that boyfriend. And when there's no future, we still have the stuff....
It seems almost that women are encouraged to have sentimental attachments to things--that things are supposed to be invested with memories and emotions. When it comes down to it, though, isn't this kind of weird? Shouldn't we be saving that sentiment for people, not the things that remind us of people? How many of us have so much sentiment invested in things that we hold on to those things long after we should have let them go.
I explained to Steady Eddie that all those gifts we receive can sometimes also be means of other people encouraging us, or projecting on to us, who they believe us to be. There are times when gifts are not for us, but for the person others would like us to be for their emotional benefit. I had an aunt who used to buy me childlike toys well into my teen-age years....and another who put aside place settings of silver and china for me, even though I never picked out a pattern.
What of all those inappropriate gifts given out of a kind of love that's not unconditional?
In all of this, I keep coming back to the dilemma of disposal of all this stuff that has no more meaning nor relavance to our lives? True, there's a time after the end of a relationship that we hold on to posessions from that relationship--whether it's memories or holding out hope of reconciliation, I think varies from individual to individual.
Still, when all the emotional baggage is dealt with, and all that's left is the physical baggage, getting rid of the physical baggage can be a real hassle (to say the least.)
I'll be so glad when I can finally get rid of the physical baggage left in my life. The emotional baggage has been gone for some time....enough.
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Good luck with the physical baggage. The tangible stuff's much easier to get rid of for me than the emotional stuff. And yes, everyone has baggage, the thing to look for is how we'll they've stowed it. If it's safely tucked away, fine, if it's always falling out of the overhead compartment and conking you out, not so good. LOL
That's what Goodwill is good for.
H....the only baggage that keeps falling on my head is the emotional stuff--luckily that's happening less and less (any much more and I'd have a flat head)
A...And I always make good use of the Salvation Army, Goodwill, and now a shelter for homeless families. I recently donated some small appliances to them. It felt good and right--and made more sense than the 2 bits I could have got for them at a tag/garage sale.
"There are times when gifts are not for us, but for the person others would like us to be for their emotional benefit."
That was beautifuly insightful and well put.
My name is Michael. Jeff Hess referred me to your web log as you were a Religious Studies Major, and I am about to begin a Religious Studies Program. He said that perhaps you could offer so insight for my journey.
Blessed Be this Sacred Journey,
Michael
Hi Michael...
please feel free to email me off-blog. I'll be very glad to answer any questions you might have :-)
T.
Hi, I know I'm commenting on an old post but I just found your blog and am reading backwards into the older posts.
I grew up having to more from one place to another due to my dad's job. It meant having to move homes (sometimes to a much smaller house than the previous one) and having to always say goodbye to people I had come to care for.
After a while it got too painful and too tiring and from a very young age, I learnt to de-sentimentalise. I threw away everything I used to cherish ... birthday cards, letters ... and I lived a minimalistic lifestyle - literally.
As for people, I learnt to keep them at a distance and always expected the relationship to end with a parting. And it always did. I'm not sure if it's just how it was or because I expected it to.
It ended up with me growing up to be an emotionally frozen person. Right now, I'm in the process of "thawing". There is someone who is with me now and whom I hope will not leave me in the lurch. Because if he does, I'm afraid of what will happen to me emotionally. It's just going to be incredibly devastating that I cannot even begin to imagine the damage.
I didn't sign in. The anonymous person "thawing" is me.
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