A while ago I wrote about not feeling like a girl, and wanting to wear a pretty dress, to feel beautiful and special. Something odd has happened since then.
Yesterday my anxiety and pain levels were through the roof so I made a dash to the chemist (drug store). On the way I stopped by this great little clothing store near work. I came out with two (more) skirts and a pair of pants (trousers).
Yep. I’ve bought a skirt or two and I’ve been wearing them. I even LIKE wearing them.
Ok, they’re long and not revealing at all, but I’m enjoying them. I now have four or five in my wardrobe. I still don’t really feel “beautiful” or “special” but I like the skirts. I feel good in the skirts.
I still don’t understand how these things happen. I guess it’s just part of the “magic” of therapy – things that once seemed impossible are now not only possible, but even enjoyable. 🙂