It’s a dark path but it works… sometimes after a purge I feel regret but things are only things. When I give things away I imagine someone finding them and feeling happy/excited/lucky and that helps with any sadness I might feel. alternatively I would suggest just developing more robust storage systems so that everything has a place and doesn’t feel so overwhelming
Oct 29, 2024

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The urgency makes my brain shut off sentimentality and emotionality. I got rid of so many cute/nice things that I honestly don’t think about anymore. I have one vintage strawberry mug i LOVE, why have another that I only like a lot? Started out with donations I had planned and sorted but when it came down to the wire, we ended up putting everything on the porch for free and it was incredible how quickly everything was taken and rehomed. Very nice to have people get excited about getting a desk, microwave, whatever and the genuine gratitude. That strawberry mug? Our new neighbors snapped it up and said ā€are you SURE you don’t want this?!? it’s so cute!!ā€ Yep, that’s yours now, enjoy it!!! still need to do this with clothes as that’s my fatal flaw but works with objects.
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i've always liked to collect things. i'm the type of person to assign an extremely disproportinate amount of sentimental value onto something admittedly pretty stupid. over the three years ive been in my current apartment, ive amassed an impressive amount of little goobabs and trinkets. however, its all gotten very overwhelming at this point. especially since ive been having a terrible time mentally, having all this stuff cluttering my sacred space is slowly turning from a comfort to something that is suffocating me entirely. SO! today started my journey of purging all my unnecessary items, and i already feel so much better now that ive committed myself to it. i wanna share this so someone will bare witness to what im doing and ill feel bad if i wuss out, haha. this is your sign to cherish what you have and cut away anything that does not serve you anymore. 🫶
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Take the time to sort all of your little knickknacks into ā€œI need this to functionā€ and ā€œI don’t need this to functionā€. Take all of the things that you don’t need and sort them into ā€œit would break my heart to get rid of thisā€ and ā€œ I’d survive but I’d be sadā€. For all the stuff that you could survive without, try to move them to a different place, and if you can’t do that, then get rid of them

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