Yes!
I felt that way more and more as I got older, and by the time I was in my late 40's, I was downsizing. By my 50's, I had downsized both my knife collection and gun collection, as well as my tool collection, and fishing gear collection. It was soooo liberating. In my younger single days I had build up a nice collection of customs like Randall's. George Stone, Harry Morseth, and others. High end production for back then, to include Pacific Cutlery balisongs. One day I looked at it all, and asked myself what I was doing with all that shite. Gave away what the kids and family wanted, sold off the customs, had a giant yard sale for other stuff. It felt like a ball and chain got cut off of me. Used the money to take a month trip around the country, camping out at Badlands, Yellowstone, Bryce, Canyonlands and Arches national parks. Stayed at the Bright Angel Lodge Grand Canyon, toured Mesa Verde and the Pueblos. Had a ball and made memories to last our lifetime.
Too much of anything gets ridiculous after a while. I had knives and guns that had not been used in years. Now I just have a small amount of everything, and I can even find stuff in the house enow pretty quick. All my knives will fit in one small container in the drawer. Last count I had less than a dozen knives. My new rule is; one in=one out. If someone gifts me a knife, I gift one out to keep the karma level.
With any bobbie, it's easy to loose sight of the fact that there are way more important things in life than this collection of inanimate objects that we obsess over. Life is not about knives, or guns, or cars, or any other thing. It's about living. Going out and doing. And about the people in your life like your kids, your parents, and friends that are way more important than things.
But I still like knives, and wouldn't dream about going out the door without at least two on me. JUst have to keep it in perspective.