I’m coming to accept that no matter what you feel is okay. While I’m currently working on minimizing the tangible parts of my life this month, I’m also challenging myself to stop minimizing my feelings. Grief is fluid. It’s not that you ever stop hurting or missing the ones you lose, but you learn how to live with it.
Just last week, I was putting my laundry away and seriously considered putting half of it into a donation bag. I will say that I was truly compelled to donate some of my clothing, but in reality, a majority of the reason behind my desire to purge is because I’m inherently lazy, and it was the first time I was actually hanging my clothes up in over a month. I have no issues washing and drying my clothes, but the second the clothing is dry, I would be completely content living out of the dryer. Give it a quick fluff when necessary. There are things that I hate doing, like cleaning the tub, and even that takes precedence over hanging shit.