A psychological journey through chaos, identity, and expired batteries.

It started with good intentions: “I’ll just tidy up this one drawer.” Forty-five minutes later, I was knee-deep in mystery keys, dried-out pens, and emotional baggage from 2007. What is it about a junk drawer that turns into a personal excavation site?

The Layers of the Junk Drawer (and the Soul)

Let’s break it down:

1. Denial

“This won’t take long.” (It will.)

“This is just a few things.” (It’s not.)

“I’m totally organized.” (You’re not.)

2. Discovery

3 pairs of scissors 1 mini screwdriver no one knows how to use 14 twist ties you might need one day A birthday card from someone who doesn’t talk to you anymore (cue existential reflection)

3. Existential Crisis

You sit on the floor and question everything:

Why do I have this? What is this? Who am I?

4. Identity Reboot

You realize this drawer isn’t just a drawer. It’s a metaphor. A tiny portal into your inner life. Cluttered, layered, random and completely yours.

5. Liberation

You toss the receipts from 2020. You donate the rogue phone charger. You keep the weird key, because maybe it does unlock something important.

And suddenly, you feel lighter. Like you just let go of a little emotional weight.

Letting go is emotional, even when it’s literal trash.

We all have clutter in drawers, in minds, in hearts.

Sometimes, cleaning something small gives you clarity about something big.

Next time you feel overwhelmed, don’t aim to “fix your life.” Start with a drawer. The healing begins there.

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