packing

I did a lot of packing in the week that just passed. Pretty sure it was the largest scale I ever did in my life. Initially I had made a deal with myself to discard a hundred items, just so that I did not continue to keep the items that I always did not want to discard, and then end up accumulating more and making the room messier than ever.  And so... everything went into the bin, or the Salvation Army. Almost every gift, every Doraemon merchandise, every little thing I bought for myself but was not very practical. Gosh, now I learn the importance of minimalism and how much money I could have saved up had I not spent them on so many unnecessary things... 

After my final bit of packing this morning, I make another deal with myself:
NO MORE UNNECESSARY PURCHASES.

And of course, out of the millions of Doraemon items in the house, more than half of them (from different people) are gone. It was really a painful decision to have to discard/donate them but I figured they really had to go. Starting J1, I had no direction in life. I hated my father so much that I wanted to just disappear from the world. I wanted to escape from reality so much, so I started indulging in all the Doraemon stuff. I guess, they did, to some extent, offer me some comfort, which I am thankful for till today. Then again, it is time to move on :) 

Those bad moments still come back once in a while, but I think they do not hurt so much anymore. Perhaps this is growing up, and perhaps time really heals. Or people do. 

I really want to just start my life anew all over again.