I mean really...I think everyone on the brink of a depressive melt down should go shopping. If you want to put youself over the edge that is.
There is nothing better then picking out clothes, in what you believe is your size and also happens to be the largest size they carry and piling them in to the dressing room...b/c you're only doing this once damnit...only to realize you can't zip, pull, push or otherwise shove your ass (or muffin top) in to anything.
Even when your husband promises to "show you there is nothing wrong with your body" after the kids are in bed does nothing to help with the fact that you are still leaving in 4 days, will be gone for 5 nights and only have clothes to wear on 2 of those days. Argh. And yes dear, having anyone see me naked right now is exactly what I need to feel better. Yep, definitely.
1 comment:
i can relate!! sucks!! you are NOT the largest size either, goof!! and yea, hubby's don't get it!!
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