If you're like me, you don't let things go easily. Your worst enemy is the delete button. Deleting pictures and texts and voicemails is one of the hardest things you'll ever have to do. Every day, you take about 50 new pictures and each one has a special place in your heart. But it's not just pictures. Movie tickets, wrist bands, pay stubs, they all mean something to you. You keep memories in every possession so spring cleaning is never a fun time.

Your closet is probably full of clothes that you never wear. That prom dress that you bought brand new and wore for a few hours? Years later, you still have it. You could easily sell the dress and make a couple hundred bucks but that'd be too painful. Old dresses that you wore to the middle school dance? You still have those too.

You're probably obsessed with t-shirts too. In high school, you joined clubs just to get the t-shirt for it. In the back of your closet, you have a box full of elementary school t-shirts from field trips and school events. Every time your day care went on a field trip they made you all wear the same shirt so you're easier to identify. You still have every single one.

Bulletin boards and thumb tacks are your best friends. Every thumb tack is tasked with a special mission: guard whichever memory it's assigned to. The thumb tack that was assigned to your zoo admission ticket from 7th grade began to come loose, so its short life was ended and replaced by a young, new protector.

Don't even think about deleting pictures from your phone's camera roll. The notification that your phone is running low on storage might as well be the Grim Reaper coming to take you to your grave. Your iCloud account gives you an extra five gigabytes of storage but that's not enough. Paying that 99 cents a month for and extra 50 GB of iCloud storage is the best deal out there. Just think of all the pictures and videos you can keep. The possibilities are endless.

One thing you can never have enough of is space. Your boxes of pictures and random mementos collected over the years began to take over your home. You bought one of those beds that have doors underneath to store away your things like acorns, but it fills quickly.

Sooner or later, you realize it's time to address your problem. It's time for that dreaded spring cleaning. Tears start to pool in your eyes as you put together a bag of old clothes and keepsakes to take to your local Goodwill. Your only solace is that your things will end up with another loving owner, though you know the new owner will never know the story or significance behind each item. It's time to let go.

It's a never-ending cycle and it never gets easier.