I swear to god I will never forget my sister unpacking her stuff from that big black trash bag when she moved in with us. JFC. She never complained or said anything but I remember. I remember clothes and journals and little bits and bobs spilling onto the carpet because she couldn’t really keep it closed. I remember and it wasn’t even my life.
Please donate your luggage to foster kids and any kid you know who may have to leave home but isn’t officially in the system (because they’re out there too). Anything you can do matters.
“Don’t take it to Goodwill” is good advice in general, but yeah.
Also you can donate your old cell phones to domestic violence places.
