I’ve been thinking about the image I posted in yesterday’s Afternoon Inspiration a lot lately.
I’ve never been good at uncluttering my life. I have very definite hoarding tendencies, though thankfully nothing as horrific as seen on hoarding tv shows; I just don’t like to throw things away and have a hard time letting go. But I’ve been getting better and better about it, being more and more ruthless with the excess baggage I’m carrying around with me.
But the emotional baggage? The stuff that has kept me from achieving my dreams? I’m still working on that. That’s the stuff that’s the hardest to purge, to leave behind.
I don’t know who Sandra Kring is, but she’s right. Regret, shame, and anger need to hit the trash pile along with all of the notebooks from my MBA classes, nail polish that’s separated, and clothes that are hilariously unfit for public consumption.
