I mean no offense by the following, though I expect that for some these words may pluck a string.
If someone loses the stuff which is dear to them through no choice of their own, whether lost in a disaster, stolen, repossessed, or in some other manner, it is logical for that person to feel sad about it. Since there is no way to get the stuff back, the only "choice" a person can make is to accept the loss. If not, one would either go crazy or live a life of sadness. Having faced the loss of things, a person can come to the realization that life goes on and the fact that things are gone really doesn't matter much in the end. I would say that's a healthy thing. One could even consider themselves "freed" from certain bonds that used to be present between the person and the stuff.
It is however a step further to conclude that having an emotional attachment to an object is a negative thing. Simply because one has had to suffer the loss of things and worked through that and got over it doesn't mean that other people who are attached to things are emotionally shackled to them. There is in no way any negative effect on me from owning things I am attached to. It is a healthy thing to feel a bond with something just like it is a healthy thing to be able to let go of a thing. Hoarding is a different matter of course, that is not healthy.
I don't think your words were antagonistic so no strings plucked. Additionally, I'm not really trying to brow beat you into recycling your old magazine collection. I was just probing to find out your reasons for holding onto certain things. To each his own I say. It's not really a value judgment against you. (Unless you're a hoarder, then shame shame shame!
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Obviously we all have emotional attachments to inanimate objects for various sentimental, emotional and even practical reasons. For instance, I have a HUGE cookbook collection and a VERY large cookware collection. Although I will never make all the recipes from the cookbooks I've read every single one of them and they serve as decoration in my kitchen on a special wall shelf/winerack that I made years ago. People are drawn to the shelf when they come over to visit and it makes for a great conversation piece. (And yes, I do reference certain books on a regular basis, usually when baking because it's an exacting science. And yes, I enjoy reading cookbooks because they are often amazing sources of information on history and science and the writer's lives, etc.) Suffice to say the cookbooks bring me much pleasure and joy.
As for the many cookware pieces I have, I make enough varied recipes throughout the year that I use almost all of it. True, the large, domed roasting pan only gets put into use for turkeys or hams a couple times a year, but it fulfills its purpose and the rest of the time it is stored away in a downstairs cabinet. Admittedly there are a few things I don't use that much anymore, if at all, like the knife sets I have. Like most cooks I've naturally narrowed down the knives I use on a daily basis for food prep. I've got a Santuko chefs knife, a serrated "tomato" knife, a paring knife and a long serrated bread knife, each of which I use daily, or just about. I've found that these four knives are all I need, and if I had to eliminate one or two of them I'm sure I would be able to manage.
No doubt both the cookbooks and the cookware are something I have an emotional attachment to, and I would miss them a lot should they go away. (I've got an antique Kuggelhopf tube pan given to me by my mother. I've baked in it often and I would regret losing it. On the other hand I've got a 30yo Cuisinart food processor that is on its last legs. It has sentimental value in that it was the first big ticket cooking item I ever bought and I was so excited about it and it really opened up a whole new world of cooking for me. But the fact is it's breaking down and needs to be replaced. When that time comes I won't lament tossing it in the garbage despite having good memories from the thing. Keeping a dead, banged-up food processor just because I have fond memories of the thing would be pointless.)
Incidentally I stopped my cookbook collecting some years back. It had reached the point of over-flow where I had to move some of them to other areas of the house. I realized to keep collecting just to collect would take my love of cookbooks into the realm of neurosis. In short, they would end up owning me, which is not something I wanted. I'm proud of myself for not letting it get out of hand.
It seems many people translate emotional needs into unhealthy obsessions with material objects. I've seen plenty of hoarding and pack rat behavior over the years and the burden it puts on other people (in the long run) is really sad and just plain mean. There's nothing loving about leaving a house filled with useless material possessions for loved ones to clean up after one is gone. Yet I've seen people do this many times in my life. There's definitely some sort of mental dysfunction at work in people like this.