Forgotten drafts: Let it go…LET IT GOOOOO!! (No, seriously, let it go.)

This has been in my drafts folder since December 2016. All that was in here was a photo of my Doc Martens. I totally remember this post.

One night I was purging a bunch of stuff in our office. I hit my nursing school stuff hard, tossing out old stapled packets of PowerPoint notes and clinical prep, shredding what needed to be shredded, and recycling a pile of papers three feet high. Then I tore into the crawl space and discovered our old microwave cart from our apartment years, another thing I can’t remember now, and these Doc Martens. I have no idea why they were sitting in our crawl space. I pulled them out, took a photo and told Chris I was going to write a blog post about them. Mainly on the fact that I had been holding onto these fucking shoes since I was thirteen.

Why? All I see when I look at these are wide-legged American Eagle jeans and white eyeliner. But for some reason, I couldn’t get rid of them. And honestly, even now in 2020, I have no idea if I actually donated them or not back in 2016 or if they’re back in my crawlspace again.

Maybe it was the fact that these shoes pretty much represented the thirteen-year-old me who was pathetically unpopular and by getting these shoes they would somehow make me more appealing to the popular girls. Maybe it was the fact that I had to save my allowance for fucking eternity to afford them. I think my mom paid for some of it, because what were they? $130? A lot for a girl who was barely a teenager. Perhaps my mom can chime in with what she remembers about 1997 (Hi Mom!). Maybe I’ve just now had them for so long they’ve become a fashionably hideous relic that getting rid of them would be like tossing those vintage Pyrex bowls circa 1950 into the trash.

Do you have something stupidly weird you’ve held onto and you don’t know why?

Do people even wear Doc Martens anymore?

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