There are lots of reasons people have given though, if you read the posts. For me, it wasn't related to lack of money growing up (though we were poor) - it was OCD linked to the trauma of watching my DH get trampled by a horse, nearly die, then have to learn how to walk again. Whilst juggling two young children. I'd never suffered from it before, and had absolutely no issue using or wearing nice things before that day.
You can't choose how trauma rears its ugly head. I have nice things because I can afford them, or loved ones give them to me. Some of those nice things I struggle to use, because for whatever reason, my brain thinks they're going to get ruined or broken. I once didn't wear my engagement ring for six months because I was terrified it would break. Does that mean I shouldn't have an engagement ring?
Other people have differing reasons, as many have expressed. They also don't feel good about it - it's not as though they're deliberately hording these items because they're so rich and uncaring. For many, it's the opposite - they care so much they don't want to ruin them.
And, as many on this thread have written, they're trying to overcome it. Some of the comments have been beautiful, thoughtful, considerate, and inspiring. Yours was deeply unkind. Perhaps read some of the stories again and re-think with other people's struggles in mind.
Anyway, today I wore my cream cashmere jumper. Not a jot of tomato soup, tea, or anything. Just as I knew there wouldn't be. Just as I realistically knew that locket wasn't broken. I can't find the post now, but to the pp who suggested this should be a goal of 2025 - thank you! I'll certainly be doing my best. 😁