Hi @Former-Member
I've moved around heaps and am facing another move (hopefully) soon. It can be so stressful, painful, emotionally and physically trying, and just lots of different types of tough. Maybe we can encourage each other 🙂
I've parted ways with lots of 'stuff' for different reasons over the years. At the start of this year I completely cleaned out and sorted through everything we had. I did it out of anger, rage, frustration, fear, sadness, grief etc. I had a line in the garage that separated 'keep' and 'get rid of', and my plan was to keep as little as I could. I did it so quickly and fiercely and at the time it felt really cathartic. As a collector of things, this is not something I could have ever expected to find myself doing. It felt like a switch had been flicked and I found myself questioning what the point in any of it was. I asked myself why do I have this? What is its purpose? What does it mean? It was tricky.
I realised that lots of my stuff had either outlived it's purpose (then it went in the donate/giveaway/skip) or that it was something that was attached to a memory or a person. With the things that came with a deeper meaning, I asked myself whether I had other things that I had kept that had the same or similar meaning, and whether I was effectively 'doubling up' in keeping them all. I kept some small and meaningful things, and the rest went.
In saying that, everyone is different and I think it's really important to honour yourself and how you are feeling, trying not to compare it with others and trying to shut out comparisons others make between you and someone else. I can understand how important and significant 'stuff' might be given you have so few people around, and how painful it can be to question the purpose of those things.
As for practical tips, the most helpful thing I found were plastic storage tubs. I found stackable sturdy tubs on special and picked up quite a few. Each of us have one for sentimental keepsake things, and I keep things like Christmas stuff, crafty supplies, board games etc in the others. I love them. I can see through the sides of them so I know what's in them, they stack neatly and can be rolled out if I need, and they keep the amount of 'stuff' contained (literally and metaphorically). It gave me something to organise everything in, which helped free up space to sort through other stuff. If you can't get tubs, boxes can work well too if you label the contents of them clearly on the side. I've seen people ask for/give away moving boxes on local community groups before. That could be an option.
I also set aside room in the garage for things for donation and waited until I'd finished going through the whole house before I got rid of it all. I called for a collection truck to come and pick it all up, which saved me countless trips to drop it off. I did it on a large scale, but perhaps you could do a mini version of it, one room at a time?
Try to give yourself some credit along the way too. Little bits of progress all add up. Like it seems like you're planning on doing, share the steps you've taken if it helps. It sounds like you're lacking in helpful social support, so leaning on your friends and people here to encourage you along the way might be really helpful. Also you could try to reward yourself at the end of a task (or at the beginning or middle if you'd like) even if it is by taking some time out to enjoy a cup of tea, spend some time in the garden, or put some flowers in a vase on a clean tidy table. I find those little treats can really help lift me from the overwhelming feelings of such a big thing. Listening to music helps motivate me to get up and go, and little rewards help me unwind once I have accomplished something. Lists are something that help me so much too! They organise my thoughts, make a plan, keep me on track etc. I have a tendency to go off track and get confused pretty easily, so lists are an essential for me.
The other tip I have is to go as gently as you need. I overdid it, to the extent that I ended up needing a night in emergency thanks to a swollen, scarily purple coloured leg. I hurt myself physically and it wasn't good. This time I will be more mindful of the need for time out too, and try not to go like a bull at a gate. That's the plan anyway 😉
This saying has stuck with me and seems appropriate here. As an animal loving vegetarian, it doesn't quite sit right but it is something that seems to come to mind often and is probably true.
Good luck with it all and looking forward to hearing how you get on 🙂