Junk in my Trunk

Eight months ago I was not well.  I had terrible sciatica in my left butt cheek.  I had a constant charlie horse feeling on the left side of my groin . When i got up off the couch, i limped the first 12 steps.  Getting in and out of the car was agony. I couldn't sleep on my left side. I struggled up and down the steps getting in and out of my place, and always held the railing. I popped advil like it was candy and none of my clothes fit; somehow, overnight, I had gone up three sizes.  And this was just physical.  Mentally, I was beat and still angry  - about my career, about my dad, about myself....I was in chaos. I was life tired. I wondered, is this it? 42, feel like crap, hate the world, mad at myself, and basically going to need a walker in 5 years. It was time, I thought, to start unloading some of the junk. And so here we are - Junk in my Trunk. I'm not a Boomer, but literally just spend 85 minutes figuring out how to upload that bloody p...