I could definitely clean out my closets. Yes, that’s in plural. I have my closet here in my apartment and I also have a closet at my sister’s house. Both are a mess and a compilation of stuff that I never wear and stuff I wear until I tear it apart.
I had my phases in life when it comes to clothes but the last two memorable were my addiction to online shopping and my thrift shop era which resulted in me having a bunch of stuff I don’t wear just hanging in my closet. This problem is also made worse by the fact that I lost 10kg and now some of my clothes are in limbo phase where they don’t completely fit me but they also aren’t that big for me that I cannot wear them.
I thought about cleaning my closet this weekend but this weekend was not a good one for me. It’s absolutely on my to-do list, maybe I’ll get around to it next weekend. Or the weekend after that. Or I am just going to indefinitely postpone it until spring when I am going to have to retire my winter clothes.
I also have a weird emotional attachment to some items and I refuse to throw them out, even though I know I won’t wear them. I also have a “I’ll wear it one day” pile where I put stuff and then when I reorganize my closet I go through the pile and put it right back where I found it because “I will wear it one day”. Why am I like this?
This caused hell for me when I moved into my new apartment because there weren’t enough suitcases and boxes to fit all of my stuff. I would like to say that I made the choice to be more mindful with my spending, but that is a lie. I did not make a choice to be more mindful, I was forced into it because everything became more expensive.
I’ll let you know if I ever clean out my closet.
Love,
Luna
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