Fröken Minimalist

Living slow this summer
 
Isn't this the best breakfast? I sure think so! Or actually, some oatmeal might be my favourite, but this one looks a lot nicer.  A crisp made out of seeds with some sliced avocado and sesame seeds on top. 
 
I've really been practicing the whole "live slow" concept this summer. This time last year I was studying so much, trying to graduate one semester early. I had already studied extra during the spring semester and was quite tired. I decided there and then that I would take it easy this summer.
 
My days right now consists of sleeping in (or at least almost, I wake up around seven every morning), go running alone or with my mother, cook wonderful food, going out for dinner and lunch with friends sometimes and just taking it slow. I'm that kind of person who not always realise how stressed I've been until the stressful period is over. For example, I went to bed after my last day at the university. I get extremely tired when I've been stressed and often fall asleep during the day - something I never do otherwise. 
 
I don't regret studying extra one bit, because I had a clear goal. But I'm really really glad that it's over. Now I'm going for a run and then have breakfast, before having a slow day.
 
I hope you will have a nice day!
How I became a minimalist
 
I usually say that I became a minimalist in 2015. It's difficult to decide the exact moment, because minimalism is a journey rather than a change you make over night. I believe that my journey began when my father died of melanoma in 2010. Even though he wasn't even near a hoarder, he collected things like albums from his favorite band and such. He didn't have more things than the average person I know, quite the opposite. But when he died, it was up to me and the rest of my family to decide what to do with his things.
 
The first couple of years we barely touched his things. After a while we started to donate a lot of his clothes, but we kept his personal things. I have told the story about the cardigan so many times now, but it's an important part of my own journey towards a minimalist life. My father had a yellow-beige cardigan. When he was in the hospital, and later passed away, I used that cardigan as a kind of safety blanket. It had the scent of my father, so I breathed into the cardigan and it was as he was right there. I kept that cardigan for several years.
 
However, in 2015 I decided to donate the cardigan to a shelter. I had started to declutter my home and I knew that I didn't want to keep my fathers cardigan. But every time that I tried to give it away, I changed my mind and decided to keep it. Then, one day, I was so upset that it was so difficult for me to get rid of this piece of clothing even though I never used it. So I took the cardigan and donated in within 15 minutes of my outburst. And I never regretted it. Instead, it became the real starting point of my minimalist journey, because after getting rid of that memorabilia nothing was difficult to discard.
 
Having to take care of my father's things made me realize that I didn't want to have so many things myself. I though to myself that life would be so much easier with lesser things to care and think about. Since then, I declutter whenever I feel like it. In 2015, I decluttered so many things that I started to see myself as a minimalist. Today, I own even less things and want to continue to declutter. Minimalism is a never-ending journey. While your needs may change, the number of possessions you have also change. Therefore, you will probably never finish. And that is actually something I find nice to think about. 
 
How did you become a minimalist?
Två saker jag varit tvungen att göra mig av med för att bli lycklig
Vad är egentligen lycka? För mig är det när livet känns bra, stabilt och positivt. Ibland kan det vara svårt att rakt av säga vad det är som skaver, som gör att livet känns lite tungt. Jag har funnit två saker som jag har varit tvungen att göra mig av med för att bli lycklig. De är dock inga materiella saker och ingenting som tar en timme att fixa. Det är en pågående process som jag antagligen kommer att behöva öva på genom hela livet.
 
Den första saken är dåliga relationer. För mig är en dålig relation en relation som tar mer energi än vad den ger. Det kan vara för att relationen är negativ, krävande eller på annat vis påfrestande. När en relation, oavsett om det rör en vän eller en partner, tar mer energi än vad den ger ser jag alltid till att avsluta relationen. Livet är för kort för att ha relationer som inte är roliga. Jag vill inte ha negativa relationer i mitt liv.
 
Den andra saken är att klaga. Detta tycker jag är betydligt mycket svårare än att avsluta dåliga relationer. Jag gör skillnad på om man klagar på en sak en gång eller flera gånger. Om jag eller en vän till mig klagar på en sak en gång ser jag det som att personen ifråga får uttrycka sina känslor och det ser jag som någonting positivt. Man måste få berätta hur man känner och få ur känslan i kroppen för att må bra. När det är ett upprepat klagande är det dags att se upp. För enligt mig får man antingen göra någonting åt det som känns jobbigt och som gör att man klagar, eller så får man helt enkelt sluta klaga. Det är inte kul, varken för en själv eller andra, att lyssna på någon som klagar. Dessutom upplever jag att det skapar en negativ stämning och dåligt cirkel när man klagar ofta. 
 
Vad är era tankar kring dåliga relationer och klagande? Eller om lycka för den delen?