Definition: The mythical life raft hoarders clutch while actively torpedoing it. Theoretically, your escape hatch from a crammed abode drowning in debris and financial strain. Practically, a cruel joke, because admitting anything could go means admitting everything might need to go.
The addict’s frantic veto of every single proposed discard ensures this “solution” remains perpetually out of reach, trapping everyone in an ironic prison built from the very stuff meant to set them free. The dream dies buried under tomorrow’s “treasures”.
Example:
She clutched the dream of a minimalist studio as her escape hatch, yet torpedoed it with a frantic veto every time I suggested donating even one dusty knickknack.
His mythical life raft was selling the overflowing house to pay debts, but he buried that dream under tomorrow’s treasures, vetoing every single discard we proposed.