Every part does one job. Try them as you read. It's all live, and none of it is real.
Five buttons, five plain outcomes. Nothing is lost, and nothing is stored with us. It all stays on your device.
Walk away mid-sort and the page will be waiting when you come back. Everything you have ever let go or finished is searchable in your own record, on your own device.
Type it or talk it out. Grammar optional, out of order encouraged.
Why messy is the point: organizing your thoughts before you write them is the work you're trying to avoid. Unload first. The sorting is our job.
Tap the card to release it. Or tell us we got it wrong.
Why there's no undo: if released things could come back, releasing wouldn't mean anything. The finality is what makes putting something down feel like putting it down.
But you always get the last word. Before it's released, one tap moves it to Do or Later. The app suggests; you decide.
Only the top one is live. Clear it and the next steps forward.
Why only three: a list of twelve is a list you avoid. Three is a list you finish.
Why "Did it" and not a checkbox: completing a task is about the task. Setting it down is about you. It's the weight leaving.
"Not today" costs nothing. It parks the item and moves on. No penalty, no red mark, no guilt.
Four things waited. Bring back what's yours today; let the rest go. Try a mix.
"Bring it back" drops it into today’s tasks to be re-sorted with fresh eyes, because a thing that mattered last week might not matter today. They stack, so bring back as many as you like.
"Let it go" releases it for good, the same way a worry dissolves.
Why it stays collapsed in the app: a visible list of everything you haven't done is the exact feeling this app exists to remove.
Walk forward through four visits and watch what each number does.
Why today's numbers reset: lightness is a feeling in a moment, not a score. A heavy week shouldn't look like failure.
Why the other one only grows: it counts things you were afraid of that turned out fine, or were hard, and you got through anyway. It can't go down, so it can never punish you.
In for four, hold for three, out for six. Twice. Always skippable.
Why it's at the end: without an ending, an app is just something you drift away from. A close makes the lightness land.
Your unload is sorted and immediately forgotten. Nothing you write is stored on our servers, ever. Your archive, counters and parked items live only in your own browser, on your own device.
Your first full unload is free, no signup. After that there are three ways in: $5.99 a month cancelable in one click, $59 once for a year that doesn't renew itself, or $129 once as one of the founding 10,000. All three, side by side →
Three at once, on every plan: a phone, a laptop, and one more. If you lose a device or replace one, release it in your customer portal and the slot comes straight back. More on devices →
It's in the receipt we emailed you, and in your customer portal, which every receipt links to. If you can't find either, write to hello@letsunload.com from the address you bought with and we'll send it back within one business day. Where to look →
The app tells you gently about two weeks before, once, without a countdown. When the year closes, everything on your device stays exactly where it is, and only the sorting of new unloads pauses. A gifted year never turns itself into a subscription. The whole picture →
The lifetime of Let's Unload, not a promise about the years ahead of you. As long as we're running, founder access never expires and is never billed again. We're a small company, so we say plainly what happens if we ever had to stop. Read it in full →
No. It’s a short ritual for a crowded head, not therapy, medical care, or crisis support. That said, the sort is borrowed from a technique therapists use: cognitive defusion, from Acceptance and Commitment Therapy. You separate a thought from a feeling by naming it honestly — which is exactly what the sort does when it pulls a worry out of a task pile. We borrowed the idea. We are not the therapy. If something heavy comes up, the app will say so and point you to real people. In the US, call or text 988; anywhere, findahelpline.com lists local lines.
Because everything lives on your device, clearing browser data erases your archive and counters, and we can't recover them, because we never had them. That's the honest cost of the privacy promise. Your paid access is unaffected: paste the license key from your receipt to unlock again. If a fully wiped device still shows as holding a slot, release it in your customer portal and it frees immediately.
Yes. When you subscribe you get a key by email. That key is your way in, and it works on up to three of your own devices. Open Let's Unload on the new device, and when the unlock box appears, paste the same key. There's no username and no password to remember; just keep the key somewhere you'd find it, like your email or a notes app.
Not on its own, and that's a consequence of the promise: nothing you write is stored on our servers, so there's no copy of it anywhere to sync from. Each device keeps its own record. If you'd like them to match, use Save a copy at the bottom of "What you've let go", then Restore from saved copy on the other device. Restoring adds to what's already there. It never replaces it.
Yes. Inside the box there are two small icons: a camera and a paperclip. The camera takes a picture there and then, on a phone or a laptop. The paperclip attaches something you already have: a photo of a handwritten page, a screenshot of your calendar, a list on a whiteboard. Either way we read the words off it and sort them exactly as if you'd typed them.
One quiet thing worth trying: it doesn't only read writing. Point it at a room. A child who's overwhelmed by a messy bedroom can photograph it and get three small places to start, in their own order, with no one standing over them. A kitchen after a big bake, a car, a desk on a hard week: the same. It turns "clean this whole thing" into "just do these three."
The same as everything else here: it's read and immediately forgotten. The words come back to you sorted, and the picture is not stored with us, not filed, and not attached to you. There is no album of your photos on our side, because there is no album at all.
Because the corner of a photo often holds something you never meant to send: a bank letter on the desk, somebody else's name, a number on a form. Before anything leaves your device you draw a box around the part you actually mean, and everything outside it is grayed out and never sent. It's one extra tap, and it's the difference between handing us a photograph and handing us your choice of what's in it.
An AI model reads what you wrote and sorts it. Not a person. Nobody at Let's Unload reads your words, because your words never reach us in a form we keep. Your text is sent to be sorted, the result comes back to you, and it is forgotten on both ends. The AI is good at this and it is not perfect; if it files something oddly, trust yourself over it.
A broken streak produces guilt, and guilt is the feeling we exist to remove. Missing a day here costs you nothing at all.
Yes. They appear for your first five sessions, then quietly retire. You'll know the app by then, and this page is always here.
If you've turned on Reduce Motion on your phone or computer, Let's Unload honours it. The hammock won't draw itself, the breathing circle won't grow, and nothing will slide or fade. Everything still works and nothing is missing; it simply holds still. That's deliberate. You told your device you wanted less movement, and it isn't our place to overrule you. On an iPhone the setting lives in Settings → Accessibility → Motion.
Everything you let go, everything you came through, and everything parked lives in the browser on your own device. We never see it, never store it, and could not hand it over to anyone if we were asked.
The honest cost of that. If you wipe your phone, clear your browser data, or move to a new laptop, it goes with it. There is no copy on our side to restore from, because there is no copy on our side at all.
So there are two buttons. At the bottom of What you've let go, Save a copy writes one small file straight to your own device: your archive, your counters, your parked things.
Put it wherever you keep a photo you wouldn't want to lose: Files, iCloud, Drive. Then Restore from saved copy brings it back, on this device or any other.
The file never passes through us. Save it as often as you like. A newer one simply holds more. And restoring always adds to what's already there; it can't wipe out a history you've built since.
Let's Unload greets you when you open it, and you can switch that off from the greeting itself. If you'd like it back, to show someone what this is or just because you liked it, use the button below.