The thing about stuff

There are two kinds of people.  Ones who form lasting attachments to stuff and those who don't.  The two sides have a hard time understanding each other.  The people who don't form attachments don't understand why people can't just throw things away and the others don't understand why they can.
People who hoard come in varying degrees.  From those who can throw some things away to those who can not throw anything away.  The collection of things fills almost a visceral need to surround yourself with things.  Some people can live with a toothbrush and a change of underwear but for people who hoard they do not feel safe or whole until they are surrounded by their things and when some of it goes they feel varying degrees of loss from a sadness to a paralyzing sense of devastation.  It is like they don't feel whole unless tey are surrounded by piles of stuff.
Neither is able to understand the other as they think in completely different ways.  For the non hoarder things are just things they have no attachment to their items.  For hoarders each item has a meaning and personal significance.  This makes it much harder to remove nay of the items from their home.  It is like a piece of themselves goes missing. 
People who don't hoard can cast off things like the wind casts the leave from the trees into oblivion without a care.  For the hoarder each thing is a building block to their identity and sceurity and each removal threatens thier stability.
Hoarders may envy those who can discard anything but to them it is almost impossible to seperate themselves from thier belongings.
So I am guessing by now you can guess where I fall.  So this challenge will be definitely that a challenge to my way of thinking and my attachments to the items in our house.