Hi. My name is Debbi, and I am a recovering shoe addict. (This is said in humor, but only because it’s sadly true).
Now you’re probably wondering what my love of shoes has to do with how I feel about myself. Well, it never dawned on me until I really thought about it, as I was sitting in my closet on the floor in the middle of a pile of my shoes.
It doesn’t matter what size I am, or how I’m feeling about myself—shoes always fit. Shoes are beautiful. When they fit right, they feel magnificent on my feet. My feet always stay a size 9. My feet don’t get fat. It doesn’t matter how heavy or unattractive I feel, shoes don’t judge. I put the shoes on and I suddenly feel amazing!
I am sure we have all been there. We feel less than, and we turn to an object to fill that emptiness. It’s not called “retail therapy” without cause. I can literally feel my anxiety about my weight disappear as I wander through a shoe store, waiting for just the right pair to speak to me. We are so busy looking outside of ourselves for that fix that we forget to look inside, at the cause and effect that this way of consoling ourselves has on us.
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