Materialism is everything in our society. There's no denying that the things we have define many of our decisions regarding the places we live/travel, the people with whom we surround ourselves, and even the beliefs we hold. But I'm not another crazed hippie here to tell you to throw away all your belongings and travel the country by foot in order to become "one with nature." Materialism leads to technological advancement; it brings out the determination and drive in people that keeps our society moving forward instead of remaining stagnant. The need for bigger, better, and faster is the cornerstone to a progressive community and culture. However, I think there's a balance that many of us fail to reach, or even recognize in the first place. At seventeen years old, I received my first car from my parents for Christmas. It was a used Honda Civic: nothing special, but to me it meant the world. I could go over to friends' houses without asking for a ride; stop for coffee on my way to school in the morning; meet a buddy for lunch at a restaurant across town. The possibilities were endless! But with my newfound freedom came the fear of losing it. All of a sudden, I was keenly aware of where my keys were at all times. I panicked if I left my car doors unlocked. I instinctively reached for my pocket or purse when I crossed paths with someone I thought looked sketchy. Not only did I become paranoid of losing my car, but I became increasingly conscious of my other, less consequential belongings. Where I had once carelessly slipped my phone into my back pocket, I now meticulously stowed it inside my purse or backpack, where it would be safe from potential pickpockets. I no longer left my wallet on the table when I went up to the counter to get my drink at a coffee shop. I was reluctant to leave even something as inconsequential as a notebook unattended for more than a moment or two. Essentially, my gain in stuff led to my loss in trust of other people. This trend has followed me wherever I go: the more things I have, the less I trust the people around me. And while it is naïve and even dangerous to trust everyone we encounter, I think our society would be better off as a whole if we could learn to trust more of the people who surround us. This revelation didn't prompt me to toss aside my belongings. I still firmly believe in the power of capitalism. I still go out and buy things if I want them and have the money to do so. The only thing that I've changed is my own awareness of myself: I've cultivated the ability to reel in my natural tendency for paranoia when I realize that it has gone too far, and I have watched my trust in other people lead to their trust in me. Now don't take this the wrong way: I'm not saying that you should walk through a dark alleyway flashing your brand-new iPhone 7 and counting your cash out loud. All I'm asking is that you trust when you have no reason not to. Humans are wired for cooperation; don't let the fear of loss of your belongings keep you from the connection and community that we as people are meant to feel.