I sold off tons of my decks and with the exception of a handful, I am not sorry in the least. I love tarot and always will, but I felt very overwhelmed. I was always buying the latest fad or even just trying to keep it to decks I really seemed to connect to, whether for reading or not, but it took over my life. I also have a bad, bad habit of buying backups (4 or 5 of favourite decks), so lots of those were sold off as well. For readings I was always grabbing the same 30-50 decks (okay, I like variety!) but the rest just sat there. I always knew I would trim it down tremendously, around age 50 (which is now), but it moved up two years earlier for two specific reasons.
One was when our neighbour's house burned down. Within minutes they lost everything. I thought not only of the hoard of money my decks were worth and that I did not have them insured like some have done, but that some were rare and collectible and I just wanted the decks in loving hands and out of my home! The other reason was when a good friend passed away. Albeit he was much older than me and a friend of my parents, he was in good health, playing cards with his wife, having tea, went into the bathroom to brush his teeth and had a massive stroke and died right there. I'm still having a hard time dealing with the reality of it all. I realized that if anything happened to me my husband wouldn't have a clue as to how to sell my decks or what they were worth.
I can say I have about a dozen I wish I had kept and some of those have already been repurchased. But if someone offered me all my decks back I would say no! I am glad they have gone, love that I have cut it down to less than half, still have a nice variety, and every time I open my drawers to grab a deck I see only ones I truly love! I have decks that I want that have not come out yet and plenty I will pass up on. I guess I could best sum it up that I control my deck collecting now, my deck collection doesn't control me anymore!