Minimalism is hard, ya’ll.
Really, I could end this post right then and there. For a seasoned minimalist, it’s become no sweat. It’s an adopted lifestyle that has this sense of duty and fulfillment with ease. However for this newbie, it’s a one-way ride on the struggle bus. Here’s where I’m at:
For me personally, it is a lot easier to be mentally prepared and motivated than it is for me to physically rid myself of material possessions. I could sit here all day and write about what I want to do, how I want to do it, and to try to convince other people to follow along. After all, that’s what I have done. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve cleared out spaces, I’ve kept them void of meaningless objects, but I am nowhere near where I want to be. I have this cute little knack of being far too hard on myself to be the best version I can be. (Yeah, I’m that person who hated getting grades lower than an A in school.)
Currently it’s September, 2017. I only TRULY adopted this state of mind in July, so realistically I shouldn’t be too hard on myself, right? Why should I have everything figured out in a few short months? Frustration nation.
At the end of the day I need my motivation back. It’s hard sitting down to write when I feel like a hypocrite, writing paragraphs hoping to inspire someone else when it’s hard for me to begin. Hence, the lack of updated posts.
SO if any of you reading this (I hope you’re still out there!) have an extra stick of motivation in their pocket, I could really use it. In my mind I feel ready and full of ideas. Unfortunately the physicality that comes with that mentality needs some fine tuning.
Here’s to hoping I find it soon!
Until next time,