What To Do with Mementoes of Ex-Relationships?
I have an old Goofy Disney Store bag from 1993 that I’ve used to keep every single card and note I’ve received since I was a teenager and are addressed to me, Nada the person and not to Danderma the blogger. I haven’t seen that bag in a while but yesterday I did. I thought checking the bag’s contents would make me happy, instead it rattled me and left me filled with dread and resentment.
What do you when you come across a relic from a person, be it a friend, a relative, a cousin, or a love person, a person that was a part of your life, that you’ve loved and cherished and honoured, that you’ve shown your appreciation for and gone to the moon and back to please, listened to their gibberish and put up with their flaws, yet one day they simply decided to walk away, never looking back, leaving behind their scribbled note of undying love, endless pictures, and lots of memories that jab into your heart as painfully as shards of a broken glass penetrating your skin? What are you supposed to do when you read a birthday card wishing you all the happiness in the world, when the very same wisher would later stab you with a treacherous knife of betrayal in the back? Are you supposed to smile or sneer at the note from friend who decided to give you up because another friend gave you up and they followed, no questions asked, the way an obedient marionette would obey her masters movements? Where these words lies disguised as truths, or sincerity gone sour?
What about blog posts? Even in my virtual world I have numerous reminders of the stupidity of my kind heart. What are you supposed to do with loving posts about someone you cherished and enjoyed before turning into Do you delete those posts or keep them? What would you gain from deleting those posts exactly, they won’t be deleted from your brain when you send them to the Trash. What do you do with hundreds of pictures taking up space in your hard disk or gathering dust in your of people you never want to remember their names again, let alone see their faces again why accidentally going through your files?
Should you keep reminders of people you once thought you knew and let them surprise you, bring you down and ruin your mood if you happen to come across them, or should you take revenge on them and burn them, perhaps, letting go of both the relics and the anger that fills you up whenever you are reminded of their act? Perhaps its time to Feng Shui your possessions and clear out whatever item that stems negative feelings and sad thoughts. They say time heals all wounds, no?
I think pictures of mine should stay, posts of things I’ve done should continue living on, while anything else could join the bonfire I’m having to celebrate the near-end of the year 2013. A new year is approaching, and we should approach it light and free. Let the old weeds burn to make way for the new good times ahead. The Goofy bag will be lighter, but thankfully it won’t be empty.
What do you think? Would you dispose of things given to you, pictures you’ve taken, or posts you’ve published of people who are no longer part of your life? And why?
