Throwing it away would just bring worse things. It's at the back of the cupboard. I can't stop others using it but I make sure we have enough cups clean to not use it. It was bought as a present for 'The Wonderful Man' when I was being at my least wonderful. Whenever it got used after that, it always reminded me of it and as part of the mindset I felt bad things then happened. It stays there as a reminder and as part of the magical thinking that even though In know is magical thinking is embedded.
I can relate to that. But I’m a purger of the past. I burn my journals even though they may hav things I need to remind myself of, not always good things. I burn cards, letters, documents. Something I can’t burn, if I didn’t feel it could be used by someone else I’d smash and bury it, or smash it and throw it in a river, or the sea, and put something new in its place, something different, and something that gives, like a tree. Magical thinking? Of course, but what’s life without a bit of magic.
I sold my wedding ring for scrap and bought a painting. I like to think of it being consumed by fire, in the absence of a handy fiery mountain.
