divest myself of material & emotional crap

I sometimes think I require more closure than the average person.

I wrote a letter to someone I hadn’t spoken to in a long time, just to express some things which I’d never had the courage to tell her previously. Feelings sit and rot over time if not dealt with properly, so I dealt with them. Of course, most people would resent someone who came up after a long absence just to vent something negative or irrelevant. Fortunately, my old friend was understanding. I feel better about it now as a result.

It was probably melodramatic of me, but it needed to be done. I think I have the right to sleep at night, don’t you?

I’m pretty good at weeding out my wardrob, possessions, CD collection, etc, but not my mind. I let grudges sit and fester, I let anxiety eat me up like cancer, and I still get misty-eyed about age-old memories. I think this task will become easier to me if I become more regular in my gym visits, sleep more consistent hours and eat less junk food. (In other words, if achieve my other goals.)

I’ve been allowing myself to let go of tchochkes and knick knacks more often lately, and am trying hard to remember that I don’t necessarily need a house full of clunky, often ugly stuff in order to keep my memories clear. I could write them down, for example. Or take pictures.

As for the emotional crap, well, that’s a bit more vague. But I’m still working on it.