Yup. I did it. I took my books down and threw my bookshelves out. Seriously - I tried to sell them but over the course of the day I just got stressed out and dumped them in my driveway for someone to help themselves.
Because I'm just not that into books anymore.
I've held on to being emmanovella the bookish content creator for so long and all it's done is hold me back. I was clinging to the me who finally found a space where she belonged. It's hard to let go of that and to admit that the person you were has gone. I'm not that girl anymore. But holding on to hundreds of books (ok, I still have them tucked away in a cupboard!) I was never going to read just made me feel guilty. Despite not making booktube content or reviews I felt bad for not reading. I felt like a failure. And that's not ok.
And now the books are out of sight? I definitely feel more of a desire to read - just not right now. Right now I'm just enjoying the complete freedom of no busy bookshelves looming over me with 500 books judging me for not reading them. Maybe I'll pick some books up this month. Or this year. Or maybe I won't. But for the first time in a long time, I can truly say I'm content with that.