
Girl-shaped Wound
In love with a person that doesn't exist
- Feb 19, 2022
- 148
Recently, I've been really worried about all the things in my (rented) apartment. Or rather, what should I do with them to cause my loved ones as little problems as possible.
For some reason, it's difficult for me to get rid of anything nice. I have succeeded in the past (thank you, Mari Kondo), and I don't miss any of those things that I sold or given away. Most of the objects that I currently have don't bring me any joy anymore (ignoring clothes, haha). I don't even notice or think about them at all. But still, ripping off the band-aid is difficult and exhausting… When I look at those possessions, it's suddenly difficult to let them go. Maybe I see the possibilities of everything that could have been. If only someone could trash everything for me... When I have to go item by item, I suddenly don't want to let them go. I had the same issue with my HDDs. I had zero problems with purging everything, but it was hard for me to let go of every little meme or art saved.
Ehhh, or maybe it's about my executive dysfunction. Earlier this year, I would not manage to move out had a friend not helped me pack my stuff. It's that fucking bad.
I think that it would be nice for my parents to know which items were important to me in case they want to put them in my old room (side-note, but I wish that I could go through it with trash-bags, as well as the attic). Also, the less hassle for them, the better – and I know my death will be a giant problem for them anyway.
It would be the easiest to just give away boxes of categorized items, but it's a waste of money that I could get for some of them. Especially since my parents will need money for my funeral and life in general. Hell, if I want to be selfishly wasteful, I could use it for a bucket list wish. Though I guess a henna tattoo would serve just as well, since all of me is going into the ground anyway. Except I won't experience the whole tattooing process.
This has been difficult back when I was just decluttering, it's much worse even though I have less things that I used to.
I really don't know what to do.... Maybe at the very least I should pack away the items?
I'm not sure if I am looking more for motivation or advice. Both, I guess...? Maybe some of you had the same problem and have managed to find a solution.
God, I exhausted myself just writing this.
Somebody save me please.
I'm gonna read The Swedish Art of Death Cleansing in the meantime (thank God it's short, maybe I can gain a momentum and finally read the books that I would like to before I CTB).
For some reason, it's difficult for me to get rid of anything nice. I have succeeded in the past (thank you, Mari Kondo), and I don't miss any of those things that I sold or given away. Most of the objects that I currently have don't bring me any joy anymore (ignoring clothes, haha). I don't even notice or think about them at all. But still, ripping off the band-aid is difficult and exhausting… When I look at those possessions, it's suddenly difficult to let them go. Maybe I see the possibilities of everything that could have been. If only someone could trash everything for me... When I have to go item by item, I suddenly don't want to let them go. I had the same issue with my HDDs. I had zero problems with purging everything, but it was hard for me to let go of every little meme or art saved.
Ehhh, or maybe it's about my executive dysfunction. Earlier this year, I would not manage to move out had a friend not helped me pack my stuff. It's that fucking bad.
I think that it would be nice for my parents to know which items were important to me in case they want to put them in my old room (side-note, but I wish that I could go through it with trash-bags, as well as the attic). Also, the less hassle for them, the better – and I know my death will be a giant problem for them anyway.
It would be the easiest to just give away boxes of categorized items, but it's a waste of money that I could get for some of them. Especially since my parents will need money for my funeral and life in general. Hell, if I want to be selfishly wasteful, I could use it for a bucket list wish. Though I guess a henna tattoo would serve just as well, since all of me is going into the ground anyway. Except I won't experience the whole tattooing process.
This has been difficult back when I was just decluttering, it's much worse even though I have less things that I used to.
I really don't know what to do.... Maybe at the very least I should pack away the items?
I'm not sure if I am looking more for motivation or advice. Both, I guess...? Maybe some of you had the same problem and have managed to find a solution.
God, I exhausted myself just writing this.
Somebody save me please.
I'm gonna read The Swedish Art of Death Cleansing in the meantime (thank God it's short, maybe I can gain a momentum and finally read the books that I would like to before I CTB).