De-Cluttering|Death-Cleaning
Did I Hit the Pain Points of De-Cluttering?
I think my ramblings about the death-cleaning of closets hit a nerve
I always suspected I was not the only one with de-cluttering issues. A quick snoop into the open garage doors of a few neighbors can be quite revealing. But the response to my recent article where I shared my struggles with off-loading precious memory jogging doodads has been overwhelming.
As so many of my friends — in real life and in Medium-land — took the time to comment on their death-cleaning experiences, I thought it was worth reflecting further on this topic and sharing some of these heartfelt remarks.
Everyone agrees decluttering is painful. It can be physically demanding and is always emotionally intriguing. What makes you smile, what makes you wince? What were you thinking when you moved a box of your 18th birthday cards around the world a few times? Asking that last one for a friend who just got her Medicare card.
My conclusion from the comments received — no one likes being reminded of the crap they’ve accumulated or the reality that they will have to sift through it all. Soon. The thought of all that decision-making is exhausting.
