It makes me upset to think of selling my first 1950s dresses.
They don't quite fit me now but they were the first lovely things I think I ever chose.
( TFD is sporting this season's finest necropants, Mon 8 Jun 2009, 21:08, archived)

It's hard to let go of anything sentimental.
I have a few things here I can sell that I've not even looked at for years, yet I don't think I'd be able to part with them.
( Harold Bishop's Love Child some sort of terrifying sex magician., Mon 8 Jun 2009, 21:12, archived)