- I suffer from poverty mentality. I worry that there won’t be enough, so I hang on, I collect. I find it hard to let go. I end up with 10 black cotton vneck tshirts in various sizes, different but all exactly the same. If they stop making them for some reason, I’m good. I will never wear them out, never run out. I’m safe.
- I hate shopping. I just don’t have the time it takes and it produces a lot of anxiety for me, being out in public and not being able to find what I need. This is another reason why when I find a pair of pants that work, fit, look good, feel good, and are functional, I buy multiple pairs in multiple colors. Again, some part of my tiny brain believes this means I will never have to buy pants again, for as long as I live.
- I feel external pressure to dress a certain way, to follow certain rules about clothes. It’s only because of these kinds of pressures that I don’t just wear a black cotton vneck tshirt every day.
- I value comfort and function over fashion and style. I like soft fabric, clothes I can move it, something that isn’t fragile or precious. See my comment about the black cotton vneck tshirts.
- I am loyal, or maybe it’s just boring, but when I find something that works I could wear it forever. Things like my Ibex Shak Merino Wool Full Zip Classic Jacket, Sanita clogs, Chaco flip flops, Birkenstock sandals, Levi jeans, Columbia hiking and yoga pants, Danskin black jersey lounge pants, and of course those black cotton vneck tshirts.
- I like being organized. I find it comforting. My clothes in my closet are grouped by use (workout clothes, casual clothes, dress clothes), type (shirts, pants, skirts), color, and style (short sleeved goes before long sleeved, solid colors together and patterns together). It lowers my anxiety about getting dressed because I can easily find what I’m looking for.
Guilty pleasure. Something that one enjoys despite feeling that it is not generally held in high regard. Something that you shouldn’t like, but like anyway. Something one enjoys and considers pleasurable despite feeling guilt for enjoying it.
For me, that would be dessert. Sweets, candy, cake, ice cream, cookies, donuts, pastries, muffins, cup cakes, etc. But especially pie. I adore pie, especially fruit pie.
The message from many is that sugar in any form is evil, that you should cut back on sweet things or just not eat them at all. Some would look at me, my numbers and size, and say I shouldn’t be eating dessert at all, ever.
You know what I say in response? Bite me.