Ironically, years ago I picked up a bathrobe cheap, just until I got something I liked more. Over time it became a very disreputable garment, especially because it was terry and my cats' claws would pick threads out of it so it had all these little hangy threads. But there was nothing "wrong" with it. Also over time I became disenchanted with its intense teal color. But I just couldn't throw it away with 'use' left in it and yet it never seemed to get used up.
Last month I just got sick of it and tossed it. Didn't even cut it up for rags or anything. Now I don't have a bathrobe at all, but I just don't care. That dumb bathrobe was like this millstone around my neck!