I have so many things I’d like to put on Vinted.
I love Vinted, a great app for buying and (especially) selling.
I have tons of photos ready, mostly of clothes, but what happens if people buy? I can’t go to town to ship the items atm. I can’t even package the items because I feel they might not be properly cleaned (even if they’ve been washed or sanitised).
I’d like to free up space in my room (could it be part of my OCD that I have a hard time letting go of things?), have a little more money, but above all I like that deeply satisfying feeling of recycling things: giving them another chance, not letting them end up in the trash or among mountains of garbage in remote parts of the world where they will pollute for at least 200 years.
So, three and a half months ago I put my profile on holiday (I’d wish!) mode to make sure no one could buy.
“Just for a while”, I thought. Three and a half months. Three and a half fucking months.
How sad. I feel sad.
I’d love to be on a nice holiday, three and a half months into it, with a return ticket open, maybe to Fuerteventura with friends or a boyfriend. Instead, I’m spending it in my room with the lovely company of OCD, and who knows for how long.
Whatever.
OCD waves 