Like a snake shedding its skin.
Going through all of my clothes, my old college papers, down to my diary entries from 6th grade.
I even came across a written rant that stated ” I am 15 and perfectly capable.”
Lets all laugh together.
It was something I have put off for years, and after finally doing it, I understand why.
Going through everything, causes you to relive memories of a time before, a different version of you. The different clothes you used to wear, the different things you used to like, and a different way of thinking.
And surprisingly, it wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be. It was relieving.
I was able to take a storage unit full of memories, and fit what was most important into two plastics bins.
And I couldn’t be happier.