I've never liked the idea of giving things away. Or the idea of moving, of packing up my things, leaving, and never coming back. I like to hang onto things. I like them always being there. The thought of people close to me dying is almost unthinkable.
I don't like change, either. I don't really like having to give something away from my childhood. I don't like having to forget and go away. I like remembering things. I like hanging onto the memories and keeping them forever.