
For me, the task was daunting because I really had to try on a lot of the clothes. My body shifts so much right now, I have no idea what fits on regular basis. Something can be too tight on Monday and by Friday it fits decently. Or, pants can fit a little loose on one day and by the next week they are too big and need to be weeded.

But, I took the stance that I would never need them again. I just had to think that way. Because that is how it has to be. So, I cleaned out. I went through everything. I packed up bags and bags of clothes and starting keeping them together in another room. I would add clothes to them over a few weeks of doing this and then left the bags there for a while. I never (not one time) went back to the bags. I never looked in them. Never thought about what was in them and no longer in my closet. Nothing needed to stay. And, when I came to that feeling of acceptance, then were placed in my car and taken away. And, I haven't thought about them since.
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