IThe urge comes, it feels real and important for like twenty minutes, and then it passes. And I'm honestly kind of fascinated by that now instead of frustrated.

My friends think I'm strange because I don't shop the way they do. Like it's this adventure, this form of entertainment. For me it always felt stressful. Too many choices, too much pressure to pick the right thing, too much money spent on stuff I forget about. 💭

But I'm not being good or virtuous about it. It's not that I'm resisting temptation. It's just that the temptation doesn't stick around long enough to actually tempt me. Does that make sense?

When I actually need something—like genuinely need it—I get it. I don't torture myself. But all those things that are supposed to make me happy? The ones everyone says you have to have? I keep discovering I just... don't care. 🛍️

Is it weird to feel almost peaceful about not wanting things?