Doom Piles: Vitamins (Episode 2) Is This a Closet or an Emotional Portal? (Ep 2)

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Is This a Closet or an Emotional Portal?

🎵 [Imaginary Theme music: whimsical, sparkly, slightly chaotic]

Hi. I’m Angela… Queen of Focus-ish.

Which is ironic, because I once tried to find a power cord and ended up reorganizing the entire kitchen, pantry, and possibly my sense of self.

I’ve spent the last five days decluttering my house. Every cabinet. Every closet. Every expired bottle of optimism labeled “Ashwagandha.”

Turns out,  if you ask an ADHD brain to throw away vitamins, it will hesitate. Not because they’re useful. But because you paid for them. During a phase. Possibly at 2 a.m. after watching one too many Instagram reels that promised “clarity and emotional peace” in a capsule.

And now I have a vitamin graveyard.

I should make a memorial shelf. With a candle.

“To all the supplements I never remembered to take… we barely knew ye.”

[Sound: tiny ghost vitamin voice: “Take me with food…”]

Anyway. The closets.

There is nothing more spiritual than cleaning out a linen closet that has not been touched since Obama’s second term.

You find things.

Like mystery cords that don’t connect to anything made in this decade.

And paperwork that feels like a ghost of your most ambitious self.

And swag. SO MUCH SWAG.

Regional burner swag.

Glittery name tags from events I don’t remember attending.

Half-melted lip balm labeled “Radical Self-Care 2018.”

I should start a podcast just for that.

“Swag Spiral: What Is This and Why Did I Keep It?”

Tagline: One trinket. One memory. One emotional crisis at a time.

[inhale]

But you know what happened in all that chaos?

I found clarity.

Because while I was scrubbing, sorting, and whispering apologies to my spice rack, I was dancing to songs I forgot I loved.

Voice-recording book ideas.

Writing blog posts in my head.

Feeling… dare I say… proud?

Because here’s the truth:

I used to think I was a disorganized mess.

Turns out, I’m just… a glitter tornado of intention.

So if you’re standing in front of your office like it’s a cursed temple…

If your vitamin shelf is one wrong breath from collapsing like a Jenga tower of regrets…

If you opened one drawer and ended up emotionally reliving your entire 20s…

You’re not alone.

You’re just part of the Squirrel Squad.

We’re focused.

Ish.

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Next episode: I label my shoe bins and accidentally have a breakthrough about boundaries.

Until then, stay squirrelly, my friends.

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