I don't know how the Totally Wrong Sweater survived my last closet purge. It was one of those items I'd purchased at tremendous markdown, thinking it would be a Classic™ because of the color and style (camel, v-neck cashmere). It was "good on paper" but never fit quite right: too long, too tight across the hips, but I'd kept it year after year. The only thing it did fit was an aspirational mental image of myself. Evertime I put it on, I'd take it off within a few minutes, refold it, and put it back on the high shelf with the cedar blocks. And then I'd think about how I needed to lose weight.
Last night, I pulled this sweater down off the shelf again and put it on, thinking it would be a comfortable and cozy choice for lounging at home. Immediately, I could feel the snugness around my hips. I looked in the mirror, and really took note of just how badly this sweater fit, how frumpy it made me look (and feel !!), and the tangible drag it had on my mood and self-image. I took it off, folded it up, and put it in my to-be-donated pile.
Do you have any of those deadweight items still lurking in your closet? What holds you back from getting rid of them?