Long time took to get set free of a few things. My ADHD diagnosis and its challenges instigated me to take an organizing workshop, it was when I really started thinking what a hindrance was to keep boxes and boxes of superfluous stuff which was cause of more chaos than the sense of security, and it was supposed to give me. Then and there, it was painful to see how I was controlled by my emotions and they were going to the pile of the Salvation Army, where it was adding height to the pile of stuff at the Salvation Army. Conversely I found a nonprofit organization that took really good care of all “my stuff” with the purpose of helping those that were disorganized and unsafe, drogaddicts. This lovely lady, with chaotic crazy hair, as it was my life with so much stuff, meticulously cleaned and displayed with respect each item, in a nice way. The hurt of giving my surplus was alleviated and the detachment eased. It was noble and reflecting how keeping things in the present can impair much more than what they were kept for. After purging and sorting “things “and giving it for a good cause, my burden is lightened. I like how it feels; amending old rules unshackles harmony and