My story begins on May 12th, 2016 in Kibler, AR while on vacation visiting my parents. That morning, my father woke me up so I could take their dog to the groomers for an 8 AM appointment. The trip alone took me about 20min total and when I finally got back to the house I found my father on the patio and he wasn’t breathing. I called 9-1-1 and immediately started CPR, but CPR would not bring my father back that day.
After the funeral and getting back to Galveston, Texas, I started thinking about my life and the decisions I had been making as an adult. I was stuck in a job as a police dispatcher working constant overtime while suffering mild depression and severe anxiety every workday. I made the decision to find a way to control my stress and anxieties by creating a Beach Day Challenge for an entire year! I had no idea this challenge would change my life for the better because on day 103 I made the decision to quit my job as a dispatcher and move back to AR and help my mother on her property. After the move, I had a lot of down time since I wasn’t working full time and I was putting all my effort on the property, so I took to Netflix. I discovered a documentary titled, “Minimalism: A Documentary About the Important Things”. After watching, I realized that I had been practicing minimalism for a while now since I tend to have no issue throwing out materialistic objects and/or donating my possessions; I still had the issue with buying loads of shit that wasn’t needed and only took up space.
A couple weeks later I still had minimalism branded in my brain and I started thinking about EVERYTHING. I had always been against the most common “American Dream”, but thought I would end up owning a nice size house and paying on a mortgage for 25-30 years, because what else was there to do? I had a nice childhood with toys, lived in a nice house, and my parents had two cars. So, one would think that’s the norm and I grew up thinking that’s what’s expected of any/every adult. But at the age of 29, I finally broke through mentally and decided that I was going to create my own dream as a minimalist. When it came time to move back to Galveston, TX I had to figure out what I was going to do for a home. My dream is to own a tiny house now, but that dream isn’t for the present, so I ended up moving into a 732sq ft condo and I donated about 90% of my belongings from my childhood and adulthood! To give you an idea of how many possessions owned me (See what I did there?), I had a 5×10 storage unit almost completely filled. That’s a lot of shit for one person!
And that’s my origin story. This is the beginning of a new journey for me and I’m very excited about my future now because it is FILLED with endless possibilities. I hope to put out a post once a week about my experiences and how I’ve managed to make this lifestyle change.
– Minimalist of Galveston Island