Materialist to Minimalism

I wanted shared a bit more of my story. So when I say I was the most materialistic person you could ever meet... I was. I was that girl from confessions of a shopaholic, shopping was everything and I bought it all. I went shopping whenever I could. Weekly visits to my local shopping centre, if not during my breaks at work or to kill time between lectures while at university. I was always on the hunt for my next purchase. I bought it all and it wasn’t just clothes. It was cosmetics, magazines, books; stationary and anything else I could get my hands on. It was like an addiction, I was looking for that next fix, that buzz for findIng something new and exciting. I love it, but it was never enough, I always wanted more.

After a while I started to notice I was get more anxious and moody. I was stressed all the time and was starting to affect my mental health. I was happier when I wasn’t at home. I started to realise this wasn’t right, home is home. It should be your safe place. It was starting to consume me with the amount of stuff I was bringing into my life that was already full with stuff. Something had to change.

So about three an a half years ago I started to hear the world "minimalism" be thrown about online and even at work. So of course I went googling and found the documentary and the The Minimalist website. So I started to listen to the podcasts, watched the documentary and did my research and I got it, it clicked. It made sense, it opened my eyes to how I could change my life. 

So I started to declutter.