🧹 Clear It Out, Laugh It Off, Move On: The Break-Up Spring Clean You Didn’t Know You Needed

There’s something deeply satisfying — almost sacred — about chucking things out. Not just old receipts and mismatched socks, but the emotional landfill too. Especially when the stuff you’re binning belonged to someone who treated your heart like a doormat and your kindness like an overdraft.

I found myself knee-deep in the Buena Vista Tennis Club Diaries, May 19th, 2024 — just one month shy of the anniversary. The page practically hummed with quiet heartbreak… and a little bit of sarcasm. That token gift, bought with money from our joint account — half of it mine, of course — given to me, but to impress my friend. Honestly, you couldn’t write it. Except I did. Right there in the diary. In all caps. With a coffee stain shaped suspiciously like a middle finger.

But now? It’s funny. Because today, I packed it all up. The trinkets. The shirts with “his smell” (which turned out to be ego and cheap cologne). The birthday cards signed with lies. Gone. Clear out therapy is real. You don’t even need a therapist — just some bin bags, good music, and maybe a friend who doesn’t mind carrying heavy boxes of ex-shaped memories.

🎁 That gift? Binned.
👕 That hoodie? Donated.
🧻 That nonsense? Flushed.

And guess what? My home already feels lighter. Brighter. Like it sighed in relief. Because when you physically clear space, you make emotional space too. For joy. For peace. For people who bring wine, not wounds.

So here’s your permission slip to purge. Pack it, throw it, bin it, burn it (safely, obviously). Make room in your life for laughter, not leftovers from someone who didn’t see your worth.

Because clearing out isn’t just tidying up — it’s an act of reclaiming yourself.

💁‍♀️ He was a joke. You’re not laughing because you’re bitter. You’re laughing because you’re free.