This has a lot to do with the way we think and, in some cases, even with our experiences. Sometimes, I used to get on my mom’s case for keeping so many things at home, things that didn’t even make sense, at least not to me. I thought that way my whole life and even started to wonder if my mom had some kind of compulsive hoarding disorder.

You know, as the years went by, I realized it wasn’t exactly about possession in the material sense, or about the feeling of having a lot of things, but rather about the mindset of saving things to use later. Like you said, some things are kept for a special occasion that may never come, but watching what my mom did, after so much time, I realized she did it out of fear, fear of needing something and not having it.

We come from a humble family, and she learned from my grandfather to save things because, in times of scarcity, stored items can be useful. For a long time, I heard a phrase my mom used to say, and when I was little, my grandfather used to say it too: “whoever saves, has.”

It sounds like a silly phrase, but it makes sense. Today I understand it, even though I don’t feel the need to keep things, especially with how much life has improved in many ways and how easy it is to get things if necessary.

So I don’t know, maybe because I’ve always lived around that mindset, today I try to live as minimally as possible. It feels like the more things I have, the more tied down I become, and I like having freedom. It’s as if material accumulation becomes a weight that holds us back, or maybe that’s just a crazy idea of mine haha Anyway, I like the things you say, and it really does make a lot of sense