Hi Everyone,
This post is mostly just a stream of consciousness as I work out why I'm so emotionally invested in my stuff.
At the start of January I told myself I was going to take minimalism and simpleliving a lot more seriously. I did a big declutter, I got rid of a lot, and was mostly left with the things that I actually needed or just brought me joy.
Fast forward to the present. Last week I found out I was accepted to the fellowship program that I've been wanting to do for about two years now. I'm finishing up my Masters and trying to break into the global health scene. The fellowship is really competitive and I can't really express how absolutely thrilled to have been chosen. I'll be moving to Malawi at the beginning of July.
Initially I planned to sell off some of my lesser loved (but necessary at the time) furniture items and put the pieces I really loved in storage. However, after researching storage options in my area it's just way too expensive to justify paying to hold my stuff for the year or more that I will be gone. So now I am slowly starting to sell off my things.
And my god why is it so hard? Nothing that I own is so expensive or rare that I would never be able to purchase it again. I guess after taking the time to really pare down my things, parting with them is harder than I thought. Maybe I'm also mixing my emotions with the thought of leaving for a year.
I don't know y'all. Any personal stories or words of encouragement would be so helpful right now.
Submitted April 28, 2017 at 11:30AM by deeepseadiver http://ift.tt/2oSUKzG
