As a result, I hang on to very little. I have sold furniture, eliminated objects, and have eliminated people (just removed them from my list of friends – nothing drastic).
I have made it a practice not to live very long in a place so that the “chaff” does not accumulate. When I go, I do not “keep in touch” with those people who cause me grief. Sometimes, they are insistent on remaining in my life so they can continue to berate me. It takes a while, but they usually disappear. Their "friendship" was not sustainable. But let me say, I do keep the good ones. I have some friends who have been in my life for over 35 years. Again, I say, I do keep the good ones.
Lately, I have found myself trapped in the same location for over 2 years. (and my traveling feet are “itchy.) It will be another year before I can move. During the time I have been here, I have met some rather nice people who have become friends. I will keep these people in my life, even if I move. They are the wheat in my life here.
But I have met some who I thought would be wheat, but as the saying goes, time did tell me about them. I am going to start backing off from those “friendships” now because they do me more harm than good. They are the chaff in my present life.
If this seems drastic to you, just think about it. Would you want the bread you eat to be made with that chaff, that hard coating on the grain of wheat, or would you want bread made with the actual grain of wheat? I go for the good stuff in my bread and my friends. I separate the wheat from the chaff.