I let go of my watch too, Trilo.
I threw away most of my shoes and all of my pantyhose, because I am never going to pretend to be that person again. And my earrings never match, because I only ever need one P-38.
I have been scooped out or shaved thin or something. Burned like velvet? Hard to say. What's left are the real bits that do not give one fuck for social bullshit. Very liberating.
And mgb327: Yes. Yes, indeed. Be amazed.