The Milk Packet Thing
Small choices. Honest effort. Why that still matters.
Every time I open a milk packet, I cut off the corner. Just a tiny triangle of plastic. Almost nothing. The kind of thing you don’t even think about.
But I always put it back inside the packet.
And I don’t know why it matters so much to me.
It’s just one tiny thing. But it feels like something.
Why Do We Ignore The Little Things?
The planet is literally drowning in plastic. It’s not even a metaphor anymore—it’s just the reality.
We produce about 400 million tonnes of plastic every year.
Over a third of that is used once and thrown away.
Only 9% of it ever gets recycled.
The rest? It ends up in landfills, in oceans, or just floating somewhere it shouldn’t be.
And microplastics? They’re in our blood now. Literally. Scientists have found them in human lungs, in placenta, in bottled water.
And still, we use more.
Still, we keep pretending like it’s not that bad.
Still, we treat eco-consciousness like a trend. Like something that comes and goes, depending on whether it matches the vibe or not.
But the thing is—it never stopped being urgent.
We just stopped looking.
Or maybe we never really did.
What Does It Mean To Care, Actually?
I’m not zero-waste. I’m not even close. I use milk packets because there’s no other option. My guitar picks are plastic because they kind of have to be. I still get snacks in shiny wrappers that I know aren’t recyclable.
But I try.
Not because it makes me a better person. Not because I want a gold star for effort.
Just because I care. And I don’t want to pretend otherwise.
That’s what gets me the most—not people who can’t do everything, but people who act like they’re doing more than they are.
Because you don’t need to be perfect.
But you do need to be honest.
So Why Does The Milk Packet Thing Matter?
It doesn’t. Not in the grand scheme of things. That little triangle isn’t going to fix the planet. It might not even get properly recycled.
But it’s about not letting myself stop noticing.
It’s about paying attention, even when no one else will.
It’s about doing something—small, maybe pointless—but still something.
Because when you stop doing the small things, it gets easier to stop doing anything at all.
And honestly?
If 8 billion people said “it’s just one plastic wrapper,” that’s 8 billion plastic wrappers.
That’s kind of how we got here in the first place.
What Can We Do?
I’m not changing the world by putting a scrap of plastic back in its packet.
But I’m not ignoring it, either.
And maybe that’s where change starts.
Not with a speech or a post or a perfect lifestyle.
But with a quiet choice no one sees.
Even if it’s just the milk packet thing.
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