This may just be my depression and anxiety rearing its ugly head (or the fact I am currently watching "What the Health"), but...does anyone else get a

feeling of existential dread..even from a "productive", "happy" thing like cleaning and organization?

For me, seeing all the stuff I have wasted money on over time, the entropy of it all..right in my face..how much of my life force I have gifted to companies who care not a toss for me..How much SCHTUFF I thoughttt would make me happy, but didn't, the advertising lies I believed...

Idk..it has made me far more of a minimalist, I tell you what. I told someone yesterday..I was tempted to burn it all down and walk away with all I can fit into a small (Marc Jacobs tho, bc why sacrifice style) backpack. Sadly, I am someone who requires climate control and plumbing....