I struggled on the rest of the day, feeling tearful, overwhelmed and stuck in mire. But I also slowly some things round the house as well (washing, washing up...).
Then had I had a burst of something in the evening, put a podcast on minimalism on my iPad, and went through one of my underwear drawers and some of my t-shirts. I chucked out loads of stuff. I still have way more than I actually need, but it's a start.
I guess this counts as one of my 180s. I was never much good at getting rid of things, but I've been going through some of my clothes over the past while and letting go of lots of things, either by throwing them out or giving them to the charity shops (some things still had their labels on). I'm making slow progress, but it's progress nonetheless.
So a difficult day, but one where I continued to put one foot in front of the other.
