Boundaries
Today is the first day ever that my mom and I have went shopping without fighting. Ever.
I've learned that I do not have to prove to the world that I disagree with someone. I just let them talk.
Also, it seems like my mom has started to understand my boundaries. Like if I tell her to get out of the dressing room because I'm about to fall sobbing to the floor because no pants fit me even if they're big on me and tight only in my crotch, she got out.
She even *gasp* recommended I buy the pants of the smaller size I tried on, which were a 9. They were a little tight, but "make my butt look good" tight. AND, we both found something for me that we both actually liked, and really liked at that. That's NEVER happened. EVER.
So I guess we were normal for a day, at least closer to it.
Getting new clothes has really got me more excited for this job. Esp. if I'm in children's a lot. Who doesn't like bebeh clothes!?! Then I get to secretly pick out presents for my niece!
I've learned that I do not have to prove to the world that I disagree with someone. I just let them talk.
Also, it seems like my mom has started to understand my boundaries. Like if I tell her to get out of the dressing room because I'm about to fall sobbing to the floor because no pants fit me even if they're big on me and tight only in my crotch, she got out.
She even *gasp* recommended I buy the pants of the smaller size I tried on, which were a 9. They were a little tight, but "make my butt look good" tight. AND, we both found something for me that we both actually liked, and really liked at that. That's NEVER happened. EVER.
So I guess we were normal for a day, at least closer to it.
Getting new clothes has really got me more excited for this job. Esp. if I'm in children's a lot. Who doesn't like bebeh clothes!?! Then I get to secretly pick out presents for my niece!