Last night I was looking through my clothes to get ready for a plus size yard sale in July and started to panic. Panic to the point of tightness in my chest panic. My mind started racing through scenarios that really got me worried. The main theme seemed to be, what if I didn't get the staples, what if I put the weight back on, what if I fail.
I never thought of clothes as being a safety for me, but I guess so. My rational mind knows that by getting rid of the old I will be able to let go of that person and embrace the future. Maybe it's to soon?
In other news I will be heading to the Dr tomorrow for a stinking shot for this poison ivy that will NOT go away. I cleared up the stuff on my neck and face last week with the pills and now it is back....grrrrrrrr I woke up this morning to an all over itchy feeling throughout my body... I do not heart this at all!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
lol I know what you mean. I have a small relief, I give my clothes to my mom or my 6'2'' 17 year old sister who can both wear my bigger clothes.
ReplyDeleteThat is awesome!!!
ReplyDelete