I just watched my car leave my driveway in someone else's hands.  This is the first big ticket "stuff" I have shed since my Wall Street Departure.  I really liked that car.  It was "murdered out" (California term for all black; black rims, black tail lights, blacks decals, tinted glass, etc.). I would be lying if I said it was a piece of cake jettisoning material items.  Losing the actual ability to drive somewhere with the car is not that big a deal.  It is how I made that car a safety blanket that I wrapped around my own insecurities that I have lost.


This car, like much of the other "stuff" I have owned over the last 20 years, was an extension of what I wanted the world to see and not to see about me.  They would see a sleek, fast "success".  The world would be intimidated.  People would know by my "stuff" that I had arrived. They would not be able to see inside at the person who was questioning his place in the world.


The house I lived in, the pictures I hung in my office, my Facebook posts were all "stuff" that I thought equated to "success."  It was a constant race to convince people to see "what I have" more than "who I am."  Not how you feel, but how you look. Right?


The exciting and terrifying part is that without the safety blanket of "stuff," I will get to see who I am and who I am not.  It should be an interesting journey.  



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