My journey with minimalism started at the beginning of 2018. This is conflicting time in my life – one where I had what I would call oodles of fun. But it was also a time in my life where I don’t think I was a particular great person. I was young and still trying to find my footing in the world. After a few events that forced me to come face to face with my own problems, I quickly realized that I was being the person I believed I could be. And so it began.

At the time, I was interested in Minimalistic design as iI was taking a design class in college and I remember while viewing an episode Abstract: The Art of Design on Netflix– and if I’m remember correctly, it was the Graphic Design episode. A curious little documentary popped up in my recommended feed called Minimalism: A Documentary About the Important Things. I’m sure many of you have seen this documentary, or at least have heard of it. This was the gateway for me. This was my introduction to the radically different way of thinking that I would soon come to embrace, or as I have often said, tried to embrace.

I fervantly began diving deeper into what Minimalism was, reading articles from minimalist forefathers such as Leo Babauta of zenhabits.net, The Minimalists, and consuming a boat-load of YouTube content surrounding the topic. What I came to understand was that I simply had too much. I was drowning in my posessions and only continuing to seek new posessions. Nothing was ever good enough. I wasn’t happy. I wasn’t where I wanted to be & minimalism felt like it was the way out.

I started decluttering my closet. Then my “memory boxes”, and my old electronics. And then my decor, and the list goes on. I wish I had before and after photos of my bedroom at the time because it went from looking like a teenage boys bedroom complete with video game posters, a backlit gaming keyboard, and 3 monitors to empty walls, a single monitor, and a MacBook. A lot changed overnight for me, but it didn’t solve all of my problems like I thought it would.

What I learned very quickly after decluttering was that Minimalism couldn’t be the way out of my issues – it could only be the guiding light. And only after years of trying & failing to be the better person of myself did I truly come to understand that.

If you compare Minimalism to treatment, it acts more like therapy and less like antibiotics.

It is a path to a more meaningful life – nothing more, nothing less.

Speaking of decluttering my closet – in case you missed it – I released a video this Friday about my Minimalist Wardrobe. You can check it out here.

As always, thanks for reading & tuning in. I’ll see y’all in the next one.

Drew