

In a single weekend, my closet looks like a bunch of tiny fairy strippers rummaged though, and tried on all my things lol πΏπ¦π§ββοΈπ§πΌββοΈππ§ππΏ
So I spent the day yesterday organizing my house.
***A clean and organized home, helps with a clean and organized mind*** π€
(The first picture is the after, second is before)
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***Life and boring stuff below*** ππΌ
I will be honest, Iβve still be struggling a tiny bit since coming back from Costa Rica after being robbed.
I miss my things.
I know they are just things, and Iβm soooo thankful to have come home unharmed, I am just a super creature of habit, so change, especially sudden change like this (isnβt everyone lol) π
and having so many of my most important, and sentimental things taken away, and now to get used to new all these new things without the security feeling of having my most sentimental items to help me through, is nauseating π₯²π«£π₯Ί I am struggling and finding it hard to accept these new, replaced things. And that makes me feel the worst. I appreciate them, and Iβm so thankful but thereβs a little fire inside that hates allllllllll of this. Iβm learning to accept it slowly, and feel these feels and let them go.
This is all leading me down a new path.
Opening new doors!
I know this will turn out great!
Im just ready for these sads to be over ππΏ