Okay. Here's the deal. I am a shopaholic. NO...not like "I love shoes and coats, so I think I'll buy some here and there." More like, I have been to therapy for a year for a SERIOUS shopping addiction I can't kick for the life of me. Argh! SO, I have decided to attempt to motivate myself with goodwill, by aiming to go two months, an ungodly amount of time, without shopping at all!!
I have rounded up my friends, co-workers, and family to sponsor me for 61 days (eight weeks) on my journey to ....kick the addiction for charity. My charity of choice, Misericordia, a non-profit organization that supports 550 children and adults with developmental disabilities. My future mother-in-law invites me to the annual Christmas fundraiser each year where the children dance and sing, and it never fails to touch every heart in the room. If, I mean when, I reach the goal, the money I am sponsored with, I am going to donate 100% proceeds to this incredible charity.
When it comes to the addiction, it has been four years of denial. For four years I've manipulated circumstances and emotions to mask my feelings, and stuff my voids with delicious handbags, shiny jewelry, funky shoes, and designer jeans for my boyfriend. It wasn't until a year and half ago that a couple of close friends decided to a have an intervention. I cried, and then cried some more. Next, I went to therapy.
Therapy is enlightening, but oh so ugly. When I say ugly, I mean, ugly in the way that you see yourself without the mask, without the pretenses, and without excuses. I have 60 more days to talk more about this of course.
Good night,
Discouraged Shopaholic
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