I was prepared to a lot of things. I was expecting a lot. I mean, I went cold turkey. I quite just like that. Making that decision was, (at that time) one of the hardest things I had to do in my life, but I’m still convinced it’s the best one I’ve ever made.
I got all the withdrawl symptomes that come with going cold turkey. I sometimes get restless and shiver. I sometimes wake up covered in sweat after a shoe-nightmare! I even feel mentally dependent when I walk past shoe-stores. I read somewhere that these symptoms can stay with you the rest of your life…
It really got me thinking. I feel like Carrie Bradshaw when I walk into my shoe/dressingroom. Shoes everywhere, the prettiest and the most sexy ones I could find. Heels higher than the Empire State Building and dresses sexier than Megan Fox. Why does it always end up with me struggling with the stuff I own? After a while I start to get bored with my perfect heels and I want to buy a new pair. Or I go to a shoe store and I see a fabulous new pair. And I swear to God I don’t have a pair like that already.
When I get home, I am so proud with my newly purchased heel. But after a while the story starts all over again. I find myself with a fabulous high heel in my hand walking to the counter to pay, swearing I don’t have a pair like that already!
By the way I’m ‘sober’ for 136 days already…
Am I the only one who has that problem?