#emotionaldecluttering

Sixteen/thirty.

I forgot I had this one. An old friend lent this to me a year ago and it has taken me forever to read it. It’s the biggest book I’ve read, now that I think about it, and the storyline didn’t flow very smoothly which made it difficult to read. You’d be reading the story and skimming through the timeline and then suddenly come to a halt where a certain part of the story was told in intricate detail and then you’d hurtle forwards again. It just didn’t transition well. 

Anyway, since this was leant to me we fell out. We hadn’t been friends for very long and we were both being idiots. I messaged him today to ask if he wanted it back and to suss out if he still hated me. It was the first time we had made contact with each other in 8 months. He does want it back and his response was rather friendly so that put me in good spirits today. 

(M 22.06.2020):

Q & A Video from Heal Your Living

Fourteen/thirty.

This was a toughie. These shoes and pillow belong to someone who used to be one of my closest friends.These are souvenirs from the night where our friendship broke up. Where she chose a guy over me, left me at a party with no one I knew, when I was fresh out of a break up and needed her the most. She was meant to stay at the party with me, hence the pillow, but she left me behind when I was at my lowest of lows. It was pain on top of pain which was ultimately unbearable. The end of our friendship to me was more hurtful than the break up itself.