Have you ever had one of those months where you were so restless that you wanted to fake your death, run away and start a whole new life or set your house (and life) on fire and revel in the ashes? While unrealistic, this has been on my mind and sounds rather pleasant. It’s bleeding into all areas of my life, leaving my emotions and physical body feeling rather icky and lethargic.
I am one to always question my emotions, try to understand them so that I can fix them.
I moved around a lot as a child, never staying more than 4 years in one place. With each move we threw away things we no longer wanted and left the old house that was dirty with the settlement of staying. The new house was always clean and I got to set up my room the way I wanted, there was always change.
Now that I am an adult with my own house, I am closing in on staying in the same house for 6 years now. There has been little change outside of a few rooms being painted. When I came to the realization that all the moving around in my childhood has left me with a box hoarding problem, I decided it’s time to go through everything, purge all that is no longer needed, wanted or broken, deep clean and let go.
I read once that the things in our houses have energy, that they hold on to our memories and emotions we attach to them and can keep us from letting go. Removing of all these things I have collected through my life brought me anxiety and at times was very hard, but I did it. Things feel fresh, new and I don’t want to run away.
So next time you feel like burning down your house, don’t. Purge and clean instead.