As I said recently, I have been wondering again whether or not it is time to cut my losses and start over somewhere else other than California. This is a very difficult decision, and I have a lot to lose if I don’t make the right decision. It isn’t as simple as, say, getting groceries from a different store or taking your money to another bank. Those decisions can be reversed with relative ease compared to leaving a job I love and the only state I’ve really known as home.
I’m not here to announce a conclusive decision. But in thinking and praying about this over the last few weeks; I have come to one important conclusion: My life is too cluttered, both physically and emotionally.
Physical clutter is easy to identify and remove. Put stuff away when I’m done with it. Make a place to put things away instead of just tossing them on a table. Throw away or donate things I don’t need that take up space. Although physical clutter is easy to identify, it is very time consuming to deal with completely, but this is something I can work on over time.
Emotional clutter is a bit more complicated. When I say emotional clutter, I mean things that are clouding my head and my moods and feelings that don’t need to be there. Emotional clutter takes a variety of forms. All the hundreds of people who I follow on social media just because we were acquaintances briefly in the recent past, despite the fact that they are not the kind of people I would normally be friends with, are emotional clutter. Situations in which I put myself and stress myself out about, despite the fact that these situations are not enjoyable to me, that is emotional clutter. Pages and blogs that I follow because I used to know the author, but which cover topics that are of no interest to me, those are emotional clutter.
I have been spending time the last couple weeks fiddling with my Facebook settings, making some tough decisions about who can see my posts and whose posts I see. I have also been thinking a bit about how, and with whom, I spend my time, and if I need to cut certain activities and places out of my life. These aren’t easy decisions. Cutting people out of my life isn’t in my nature. I spent too much of my childhood and young adult years being lonely and not having many friends, and it hurts me to think of friendship as expendable.
A few months ago, I wrote (part 1, part 2) about having unfriended five people on Facebook in one day, something I don’t believe I had ever done before. One of these people was SN1604, the girl I dated off and on in 2015. I made this decision on the grounds that, even though there was a time when SN1604 and I were very close, and there were times that it was looking like we would stay good friends despite our history, her more recent behavior has shown that it was not realistic for me to hope that things would ever be like that again. The few times we did communicate in 2017, for example, all started with me hoping that maybe we would be close again, and ended a few minutes later with her not replying to a message in a conversation she technically started. I never see her in person anymore, and keeping her in my life on social media was just causing more disappointment and pain.
I am realizing that I can, and should, apply the SN1604 Doctrine in other areas of life. Maybe some of the activities that I enjoy aren’t worth it, because the other people involved with those activities are not the kind of people I want to be friends with. Maybe some people I’ve known for decades aren’t worth staying in touch with, because all they want to do is spew hateful political rhetoric. These are tough decisions, though, because there are things I enjoy about these activities themselves, and some of the people spewing hateful political rhetoric were a big part of my life at one point. I don’t know. But at least I’m asking the right questions now.