


I just finished a huge decluttering session in my wardrobe and wow… I feel so tired but weirdly proud. at first I dumped all my clothes on the bed and was shocked at how much stuff I actually have. the chaos was scary, but I split it all into two parts — one for taking with me when I move, and one for donating or giving away after I take some last photos. it was hard emotionally, but I did it! almost half is going away. letting go is tough, but it feels like growth. closet: organized. me: proud. and you? you get a peek at me without clothes, hehe ;3