Modern culture has sold me a lie for the last 29 years. The lie that the good life is found in accumulating things—in possessing as much as possible. I’ve been conditioned to believe that more is better and I have inadvertently subscribed to the idea that happiness can be purchased at a department store.
I won’t be fooled anymore. I am bravely trying to step off the treadmill of consumerism in search of happiness elsewhere. I've started a quest to rid myself of life's excesses to make room for what is more important: experiences, relationships, growth and contribution.
I’m becoming a minimalist, meaning I am intentionally going to try to live with only the things I really need. Here is why.