I’m approaching 27 which means that we are now in this unexpected period of life where we need to replace all of our “good enough for now” things that we got super cheap (or free from family) when we first started living on our own. I am realizing that it is VERY difficult to get rid of things, not just from an emotional attachment standpoint but also:
“Well it technically DOES still work even if it’s unpleasant and falling apart” (especially applicable to ugly/uncomfortable furniture)
“We don’t have to get rid of it, we can always repair it” (it is literally broken and falling apart)
“Wouldn’t it be Bad and Consumeristic to just throw something away that isn’t actually broken just because I want a new one?” (this one plagues me)
“Getting a New Thing would be way too expensive” (hasn’t even checked the price of a replacement, I absolutely can afford it but it would cost more than $50)
Even when I’ve fought through those arguments (which is very hard to do considering these are things I learned while growing up during the 2008 recession and struggling financially due to severe illness and death in the family when I was young) and come out the other side determined to actually replace something, a new issue arises. “How am I going to get rid of the old thing?”
“I can’t donate this because it’s broken or stained”
“I want to sell this but this requires a lot of energy that I don’t have (photographing the item, pricing the item, posting an ad for the item, sorting through offers for the item, arranging pickup for the item, possibly even shipping the item)”
“I want to throw this away but it’s too large to put in the garbage so it must go on the curb and I don’t know the protocol for that”
“I want to throw this away but it’s too large to put in the garbage and too broken to give away so it must go to the dump and I don’t have a vehicle I can use to take this there so I will need to reach out to family for help”
“I want to throw this away but I’m not sure how to do so in an Environmentally Friendly way”
This sort of situation is a nightmare for my mentally ill mind, and it results in me simply giving up and putting up with keeping the shitty item I know I want to replace and repeating the same excuses to myself to justify it enough that I don’t break down in frustrated tears every time I look at the thing I’ve been wanting to get rid of for months.
I’m sick of it though. I am tired of having to put up with being stuck with something I don’t like just because it’s not “bad enough” to justify going through the stress of removing from my life. I am tired of living with these things that I want to get rid of taking up the space I want to give to something new that I do love that I picked out myself on purpose. I am tired of my own happiness not being a good enough reason to justify doing something difficult or inconvenient. I am approaching 30. I don’t want to live the next decade of my life like I’ve lived the first two, just dealing with what’s been given to me and not saying no, incapable of removing things I don’t like to make space for things I do.
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been feeling sort of conflicted about my relationship / whether it should be going on but . i really wanted the space and support to sort those out on my own terms. silly me, forgot that i’m not white and i don’t get to live my life on my own terms . my parents essentially stated that if it goes on they’re cutting me off financially and like. yes ill be frank i love having money. and i know a more resourceful and harder working person than me could make it work on their own but i’m not that bitch. anyway i’m just pissed off that like, ok regardless of my own conflicted feelings having a relationship and knowing i’m not alone is currently the easiest part of my life and my parents are artificially introducing stress there knowing full and well that chronic stress has fucked my body up so bad that i’m now on a bunch of (decently expensive) medications (that are also always on back order) just to get through my day. i’m also pissed off that after years and years of trying and being humiliated by the system (tm) i decided to change my career goals a little and that’s not good enough for them because they want me to last minute apply to [redacted] around the rest of the world. like they want me to be in a place where i am constantly stressed + my expenses are so off the wall that i am financially dependent on them forever, when the plan i finally settled on could’ve freed me in the next few years with a lot less effort. anyway i hate that they’re too middle eastern to let me make my own decisions wrt my personal life but not middle eastern enough to like. arrange me a marriage so that i can fuck off and be someone else’s problem.
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