Hope everyone had a lovely Christmas and New years, i spent mine with good friends and my beautiful family. It was a wonderful way to end a year.
But today im going to talk about something thats been bothering me for a few days.
I was talking to a good friends of mine who had recently moved into my place for a while.
Now, anyone who ha been to my place knows pretty much everything i own is second hand and sometimes little things arnt perfectly working.
My washing machine sometimes cuts out mid cycle, but if you shuffle the washing around it starts up again. My microwave can be tricky and you have to know the right buttons to press, ect ect.
Anyways, he was paying me out about how shitty my stuff is, at first i was laughing because i know my stuff isnt great, then i started getting offended.
6 months ago, my house was my pride and joy. I worked my ass off and saved every extra cent to buy lovely matching wooden furniture, I had lovely matching dinner sets, good quality sheets and a very modern washing machine.
I was still with my ex and i had started building a life for us with expensive, brand new, STUFF.
As we all know, since then my ex and i went separate ways in a messy breakup, in which he stole everything from our unit.
All of my clothes, all of my paperwork, photos, and nearly every piece of furniture i had.
He left me a big old television, a bookshelf and my mattress, and everything else was broken or ruined and had to go to the garbage.
I was devastated. All of my stuff was gone!
I knew i couldn't afford to furnish my place again, so i started asking around.
Beggars cant be choosers, so for everything i have i am thankful.
I posted on line for free unwanted furniture, family and friends gave me what they could and i got by.
My friend was still rambling on about how much his stuff was worth and how much he loved it all.
"But anyone or anything can take it all at anytime! Its just STUFF!" I shook my head and laid back down on the couch my mother found on the side of the road and took home and washed, cleaned, fixed and dragged up my front steps for me.
Then i realised, that was my life lesson in 2013.
Material things mean nothing, you can spend thousands of dollars on stuff, and walk into your own house to find it empty... It happened to me!
Everything is replaceable, and it doesn't matter how much you earn, how much stuff you have, how expensive your car is or how big your house is...
We are all the same when we are stripped bare and our graves will all be 6 feet in the ground one day.
I have the most appreciation for everything i have and i thank everyone who helped me when i needed it, but if i had to walk away from it all again, i could.
It cost my nothing and owes me nothing.
I wish more people could let go of their personal possessions, I had no choice, i was forced, but it is the most empowering thing.
I lost so many personal items that were given to me or id had since childhood, and it really sucked at first, but i feel lighter now. The ties have been cut and i no longer wish for them back.
It was all just STUFF.
Hope you all have a safe and happy new year x
But today im going to talk about something thats been bothering me for a few days.
I was talking to a good friends of mine who had recently moved into my place for a while.
Now, anyone who ha been to my place knows pretty much everything i own is second hand and sometimes little things arnt perfectly working.
My washing machine sometimes cuts out mid cycle, but if you shuffle the washing around it starts up again. My microwave can be tricky and you have to know the right buttons to press, ect ect.
Anyways, he was paying me out about how shitty my stuff is, at first i was laughing because i know my stuff isnt great, then i started getting offended.
6 months ago, my house was my pride and joy. I worked my ass off and saved every extra cent to buy lovely matching wooden furniture, I had lovely matching dinner sets, good quality sheets and a very modern washing machine.
I was still with my ex and i had started building a life for us with expensive, brand new, STUFF.
As we all know, since then my ex and i went separate ways in a messy breakup, in which he stole everything from our unit.
All of my clothes, all of my paperwork, photos, and nearly every piece of furniture i had.
He left me a big old television, a bookshelf and my mattress, and everything else was broken or ruined and had to go to the garbage.
I was devastated. All of my stuff was gone!
I knew i couldn't afford to furnish my place again, so i started asking around.
Beggars cant be choosers, so for everything i have i am thankful.
I posted on line for free unwanted furniture, family and friends gave me what they could and i got by.
My friend was still rambling on about how much his stuff was worth and how much he loved it all.
"But anyone or anything can take it all at anytime! Its just STUFF!" I shook my head and laid back down on the couch my mother found on the side of the road and took home and washed, cleaned, fixed and dragged up my front steps for me.
Then i realised, that was my life lesson in 2013.
Material things mean nothing, you can spend thousands of dollars on stuff, and walk into your own house to find it empty... It happened to me!
Everything is replaceable, and it doesn't matter how much you earn, how much stuff you have, how expensive your car is or how big your house is...
We are all the same when we are stripped bare and our graves will all be 6 feet in the ground one day.
I have the most appreciation for everything i have and i thank everyone who helped me when i needed it, but if i had to walk away from it all again, i could.
It cost my nothing and owes me nothing.
I wish more people could let go of their personal possessions, I had no choice, i was forced, but it is the most empowering thing.
I lost so many personal items that were given to me or id had since childhood, and it really sucked at first, but i feel lighter now. The ties have been cut and i no longer wish for them back.
It was all just STUFF.
Hope you all have a safe and happy new year x
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