Fun anecdata from my own life: I grew up under varying amounts of poverty and now I make Big TechCo money. As I have gotten a lot better about shedding a certa

Fun anecdata from my own life: I grew up under varying amounts of poverty and now I make Big TechCo money. As I have gotten a lot better about shedding a certain kind of survival-hoarding-mindset "I don't need to keep <this half-broken thing> because I can get a new one when I need one again", I have found myself developing new neuroses about "waste" of things that my old self would have considered insignificant: (personal) office supplies, succulent leaves that have fallen off but that I can propagate, 5-year-old magazines I haven't read yet. It's like I maintained some amount of the anxiety but in the absence of the pressure to direct it usefully, it's gone cuckoo.