I had just watched an episode of "Hoarders" and felt dirty afterwards, so I cleaned out a closet. It felt really good.

What I found was my old Personal Progress book. I thumbed through it and remembered just how hard I worked! I busted my butt doing all those projects.

I held onto the book. Couldn't throw that away.

The morg encourages obsessive compulsive behavior.

Your so f***ing busy trying to earn your way to heaven, there's no time to stop and think "do I really want to be there with all these other mormons?"

Recently I finally committed my mission release letter and my last temple recommend to the paper shredder. It took some deep breathing to build up the courage— for some reason it seemed like shredding a part of myself.

Turns out that the actual shredding created no physical pain and was actually quite liberating. Sometimes it's healthy to let go.

I hated the projects in that book. I totally lacked motivation to do them. I was really busy in school and the projects seemed to take away time I'd rather spend doing something else. Most of the girls just half-assed their way through them just to get their necklace. When I saw the necklace was sold at every Deseret book store I realized what a sham all the hype over earning it was and quit working on it.

the more it becomes part of you. The Morg understands that and asks for a lot of you, so you can't bear to leave. My mom is like that. She's all about Mormonism and it would probably kill her to leave, because it's in her DNA by now.

Many of those goals are good ones - be proud of yourself for what you accomplished.

Years ago, I shredded my 'patriarchal blessing'

reading some of the other threads on patriarchal blessing, I recalled some of the (woolly) details in my own, but *very slightly* regretted not being able to look at it directly.

yesterday, as my daughters gave me a hard time about not getting rid of old coats they didn't want anymore, we drug them out, put them on and took a picture with a commitment from me to get rid of them.

You know the rule--if you haven't worn it in 5 years you probably don't need it.

There's nothing wrong with saving the book. It's interesting to go back years later and see what you wrote and what things you thought were important.

It was hilarious!! I laughed my ass off when I saw that this pig had a photo of the Salt Lake temple on her wall. The best part was how she stole items to hoard. Her poor exasperated daughter hit the roof when they found the extended family genealogy originals that her mom had stolen and hoarded. Boy did she let the F-bombs FLY!! It was more than I could have hoped!!