OCD

I think I grew up in an environment where my family used to be hoarders. They keep many things in the house, making small room to move around. Without me knowing, I also grow up to be one. I used to (still do) keep many things at home, although they do not serve their purposes. In my defence, they have so much sentimental value that I can't simply let go. For example, my kids' first books, entrance tickets to heritage sites, or even my kids' boarding tickets. I seriously have issues of detachment that I can't describe in words. But hubby has taught and still is teaching me to be a minimalist, that at times I cannot stand his OCD-ness. There are almost everything in the house that he is willing and ready to dispose of, to which I joke that there are 4 things at home that he has yet to throw away- the 3 kids and me. Months ago, my friend shared a video of Japanese being minimalist and the so-called konmari method of decluttering things. I really have to learn from them because I should not bring troubles to my loved ones to clear my things up if I'm gone one day. But unfortunately, I shop a lot recently. So talk about, having 3-4 pieces of shirts, a handbag and a pair of shoes.

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