It is a liberation to realise that junk mail does not require to be read. After all, it consists of information that has not been solicited. Ah if I could only cure myself of thinking that there just might be some snippet that is vital to my life. I once heard a colleague admit that he could not bear to throw away pleas for cash from charitable organisations. He made piles of them on his study floor and stepped over them for ever after.
Difficult to throw things on the bin, but life is about making choices.