There is a grief hidden in and amongst my clutter

Hello everyone xx

I've been trying to clear clutter from my house lately and what I'm discovering is that some clutter isn't really clutter at all. It's old versions of ourselves. Projects we once cared about. Dreams we thought we'd pursue. Hobbies we no longer have time for. Plans that never quite unfolded the way we imagined.

Sometimes letting go of an object feels easy but letting go of the story attached to it is harder.

I've realised there is quite a lot of grief hidden amongst my clutter, which makes the task so much harder.

Have you ever found that when you're clearing a space, you're also letting go of a version of yourself? How do you do it?

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