Putting away these 90s X-Men toys has been the hardest thing for me to do since I began pummeling my psyche’s hoarding tendencies after Thanksgiving. I kept a majority of my stuff, donated some, but these… they impersonated many of the same toys I had as a kid. I still have them all. Whether they’re painted over or not, I boxed them up fairly easily, but these were harder. I’m trying to figure out why…
All of this stuff I’ve collected over the years is forcing me into expensive housing to store all of it. It’s overwhelming to the point of losing time due to constant anxiety and stressful to the point of being unable to pack. I’m having trouble focusing and can’t enjoy leisurely activities. I won’t be able to afford the space or stuff for too long. Why not just throw out everything that isn’t irreplaceable or sentimental?
The first Dr. Octopus sat, proud. The second sat hidden behind some Cloaks and some Daggers, a black-suited Daredevil, and other equally less interesting characters. Now I don’t mean that in a snide way. They’re good characters that should be presented in respectfully designed, highly articulated, and professional plastic toys. It’s just for me, now, none of these characters represented core aspects of my personality, iconoclastic role models, or my favorite inspirational heroes. Overly critical?
Seeing some of these stuffed animals for the first time in years instantly brought me back to certain childhood moments. In some more ideal situations, these objects would be few and voluminous in the memories they hold, with the ones I’m no longer attached to going off to better homes with friends and family, or if not, sold or donated. After a day of reuniting scattered memories, I thought of avoiding scattering clutter going forward.
A difficult but necessary question I ask myself while looking at every single item I own is: “Why keep this?” Sometimes, the answer is a clear “there is no reason,” so off it goes into the sell or donate piles to address later. However, for everything remaining, of which this is now the fourth box of random action figures or objects, the question begs a little more nuance. Every object here should have a justification.
Fitness isn’t universal. What works for me might not work for you. Within 6 months, I should return to my former apex of rowing hour-long sets, which is not something most people would enjoy. Instead of being frustrated over not being able to do that, focus on what you can do with what you have, for your intended results. I see rowing as a tool that can help me do what I want: more universal tasks.
What captivates us about stories of heroes and villains? Do we enjoy seeing competent players battle, with the winner usually being one closely matching our morals and ideals? How much influence do we allow these fictional and realistic heroes to play in our lives? In “The Story,” does Rogue influence Trishna (left)? Does Deadpool influence John (right)? Would they even appear, in passing, as copyright-obscured characters? Or would their world value different sorts of heroes?
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