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in reply to @masklayer's post:

Put things you're undecided on throwing/giving/selling away in a box with an expiration date written on it (dated 3-6 months from now, your mileage may vary) and get rid of everything in that box once that date has passed. If you actually really needed them, you would have taken them out of the box before the date.

I've always found it useful to go through all your stuff and ask yourself:

  • Have I used this recently (in the past 2 months)?
  • Will I use this soon (in the next 2 months)?
  • If I get rid of this and then need it, how major of an issue will that be? Can I get a new one? How hard is it to get a new one?

And if the answer is no, no, and "not life changingly hard to replace", you spend a second remembering WHY you kept that thing, think about how you appreciate it, and then put it in a box to be given away.

This only works for like... useful stuff, though, not for sentimental trinkets and stuff

Something that really helped for me was no longer keeping all of my belongings in my bedroom. Moving more and more stuff into other parts of my apartment has made my bedroom
Much less cluttered. Deodorant lives in bathroom now. Jackets live in living room closet now. Etc.

fun fact: if you own enough stuff, it actually flips the dynamic and stuff starts owning you instead. like navigating around shitloads of boxes of stuff i never use, i had to navigate my life around a bunch of fucking garbage that wasnt actually doing anything for me. a shitload of projects that i kept telling myself I'd get to later but cmon, who am i fooling? im never gonna touch that shit again. all this stuff was weighing me down, DRAGGING me down, burying me alive. sticking me in the mud so my life was progressing at a snails pace. sso i started aggressively getting rid of stuff. the more i liked it, the more it hurt to get rid of, the stronger my resolve became to get that shittt outta therrrrrrrrre. and hopefully into the home of someone who would actually appreciate it. and then i felt free and feeling free allowed me to work on the stuff i ACTUALLY give a shit about. my real passions. anyway yeah you gotta marie kondo that shit and be real honest with yourself. you dont own that shit, it owns you. free yourself