I’ve come to the conclusion that I have hoarding tendencies, so I’ve decided to de-clutter… Again. Even more. After throwing tons of stuff away, and putting even more things in storage, it’s not enough. “Things” I thought made me happy, are pulling me down. They’re making me depressed and even angry. I’ve decided to take a serious look at my possessions, and my life, and readjust my twisted way of thinking. I will definitely be seeking out the help of a very patient therapist.

Some of my little quirks are pretty warped. Sometimes, I don’t even like the item that I’m keeping. I have a hard time throwing it away because it feels wrong. It’s almost as if I think the item has a soul, and I would be killing it, if I threw it away. Lol, I told you… Warped. Other things I keep because it reminds me of a happier time in my life, but my sentimental nature is hindering my ability to live and be happy in the present. As far as shopping goes, I think subconsciously, I believe that I can hide the fact that I live in a dark, builder’s basic townhome with no character, by buying nice things to fill it with. As you can imagine, that isn’t working out too well for me, either.

I think I’ve been grieving the loss of the life I wanted to have, but don’t. My life is nothing like I imagined it would be growing up, and to escape that reality, I’ve been shopping… And eating. The eating thing is a whole other blog post. I plan to fight both compulsions until I win.

So what’s the first thing I do? I go to Renninger’s Antique Extravaganza! Because the best way to stop hoarding is to go to a ginormous antique fair. (Insert eye tick.)

Renninger's Antique Extravaganza

I just may be a lost cause. Sigh…

Renninger's Antique Extravaganza

I am definitely certifiable. Help me, Lord!

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