Time Wounds all Heals (intentional spelling)

The thing that sucks about procrastinating about throwing away things that belonged to people you loved, who passed away- especially within a short amount of time of each other- is that, it's something that needs to be done.

And it doesn't get any easier.

And you still feel like a shit person for tossing something that meant something to them.

No matter what you decide to keep... everything you toss away just rips wounds open you thought time healed, twists the knife, and rubs some salt into them. What the hell, pours alcohol on them too.

Definitely should have done this sooner.