Over the past year, I’ve proudly identified as a minimalist. Most of my family and acquaintances dig it, and some of them tease me about it. To some, having under 100 pieces of clothing or a shower that contains only one type of soap and one shampoo is deemed impossible (especially from the women in my life) or a sign of light obsessive-compulsiveness.
Minimalism is a movement that has skyrocketed in the past few years, and it has guided thousands of people towards pursuing purpose-driven lives. Everyone has a different way of living this out, and that is one of the things that makes it so great.
I discovered that by shaving off excess in my life, I got closer to true self-love and acceptance. By removing the things that cloud my vision of the life I wish to create, that consume my time and swallow my savings, I found the space to dig deeper into myself and my aspirations.