The “style” part of the Style Cure has been fun, since wheeling and dealing in paint samples and art prints are favorite
pastimes of mine. But the “cure” part has been more difficult. My cure
involved having to clear out some emotionally-charged clutter I’ve been lugging around for over a decade (no joke). So last Saturday, I stopped rationalizing and finally, finally cleared out the IKEA-cabinet-of-sadness.
Sitting in the corner of my pre-Style Cure dining room, taunting me. *It does not typically have balloons floating over it, though. Those were left over from my son's birthday.
I think many of us have a version of my IKEA cabinet:
innocuous-looking boxes, filing cabinets, drawers or closets that house things
from our past that we just don’t want to deal with. And so they sit for months,
years, even decades, silently haunting us because they never go away. In my case, I winced a little every time I walked past that cabinet because I knew. I
knew what was inside: documented proof of something I painfully regret that I can never go back and change.
I should have cleaned it out 10 years ago, but what have I
done instead? Oh, it’s rich, and also proof that the ability to rationalize is
amazing, because I did all of this instead of dealing with a bunch of papers.
Duct-taped it shut every time I moved. You’d
think moving would have forced me to clean out the cabinet, but no, I duct taped
it shut. Every single time I moved, including halfway across the country and back,
that thing came with me, fully loaded. Those drawers never budged open, and nary
a single paper was removed.
Used it as a record player table. This attempt
would have worked longer if it hadn’t been for my pesky cat knocking the record
player off and breaking it. (I sound like a villain from Scooby Doo.)
Used it as a plant stand…same result as above.
Used it as a “place to keep board games”, you
know, for game night. Because nothing says “game night” like a broken IKEA MALM cabinet filled with old papers representing deep personal pain. Uno, anyone?
Stuck it in the corner of the dining room and
pretended it wasn’t there. Sometimes people would remark, “Oh, what is that?”
and I would either A) Pretend I didn’t hear them or B) Say, “Oh, well, you know…”
and they would give me a puzzled look because clearly they didn’t know. That’s
why they asked.
Cut to last weekend, I had to finally
face down the IKEA-cabinet-dragon in order to move forward with the Style Cure.
I looked up some ‘clearing out emotional clutter’ articles, but at the end of
the day, there was no technique. I just had to do it. I had to sit on the floor
for a couple hours and get on with it. I cried a few times, ate chocolate chips
out of a jar, and shredded a bunch of papers that had been haunting me for over
a decade. The feeling of lightness was real and immediate. It was done. I know
it sounds corny, but in letting go of all that physical “stuff” I felt like I
could let go of a part of my past that I’d been dragging around far too long.
As the Dalai Lama says, "When we make
mistakes, we cannot turn the clock back and try again. All we can do is use the
present well." Amen.Go to the Style Cure main pageJoin the Style Cure
(Images: 1. MALM 2-drawer chest from IKEA, 2. Julia Brenner)
MORE OF JULIA'S STYLE CURE:
• Julia's Interview: Romantic Tomboy
• Julia's Treasure Hunt: In a New Direction
• Julia's Before Photos: The Random Catch-all Dining Room
• Julia's Floorplan: Designing the Dining Room
• Julia's Dining Room Paint & Pairing: Sultry Gray Walls & Warm Brown Shelf
• Julia's Product Research: Industrial-Style Bookcase for Under $100