The True Story of a Shopaholic

Shopaholic (n): a person who has a tendency to waste money on unnecessary things.

I was born to shop. My mom has taken us shopping ever since I can remember. When I got my driver’s license at 16, I navigated to my husband as if on autopilot, without a prescription or a command, even though I had never been there myself. It was like being called a mother ship!

Shopping was a problem solver. I left middle school in the 17th century a day after failing a grade in term paper I. I had worked a lot. They began to whisper that I had run away, that I was aware of death (besides the paper? really?) and various other things that were false.

My parents called the police and reported me missing. A few hours after the chaos, I returned home, modestly clutching the Dillard’s bag of new clothes he had bought.

Anyone who really knew me, I was known in the market. Man has been a place of happiness all my life. The smell of perfume and shoes inside the vendors immediately slows my blood. fast food smells of food court.

Commerce is an instant remedy for anything and everything that is wrong in life.

I really didn’t think I had a shopping problem until I got older and had my daughter. I was a single mom for a while, and I had my first job. his house They were struggling financially quite badly. First I received my tax refund and it was about 1500.

Instead of saving, I took it to the market. I told them I deserved it, my daughter’s clothes, underwear for me, new shoes, gifts for my loved ones. I ended up getting the car repossessed for nonpayment.

I realized that shopping fills a hole in me that I have desperately tried to fill for years. What was the opening? Childhood is great, not because of parents. It was love. A string of unhappy relationships had culminated in a divorce at the age of 27.

Shopping was love. It was soul food, but it always has consequences. When I lived alone, I didn’t have to explain to anyone why I should spend my money on stupid stuff. I couldn’t afford lip gloss or a new purse.

After I got into a long-term relationship, it became more difficult to hide the fact that I was guilty of the other person. That’s when he began to rebuild.

I decided to go to college. He gave me a loan for college student. Yes, I knew I would have to pay myself later, but I had thousands of dollars at my disposal! I walked through almost $8000 in less than a week. Yes, some of them went and broke their beaks, but for the most part, they sang. I knew I had a problem. But I still couldn’t stop. I could finally buy what I wanted.

Of course I don’t have my money in pay or rent, but I still have to shop, even with these terrible consequences for me .

One defining moment in which I realized the problem (yes, I know, I had seen it before now!) was when I was shopping at discount store I had no money, but I fed between classes. Juicy Couture I saw a sweat for less than half the price. I had to have it! Very seriously!

So what did I do? I ran to the car, my heart racing. Even when I wanted it, it became physical. My heart was racing and I was tensed until it was in my hands. If I saw it online and couldn’t purchase it, I would lay in bed for hours thinking about getting it.

So I did something random. I called my bank on my cell phone and it offers a bank credit line to all its customers. The income varies depending on the method, but I have enough to use my sweat to buy. I felt terribly guilty about it, but that didn’t stop me.

It was several years ago, and I’m not so bad after it. What should I do to stop shopping? I tell my partner about everything I buy and how much I spend. This honesty makes it difficult for me to buy a stupid thing, knowing that I can tell about it and ‘fake it’. He also did not buy in hidden bags.

Budgets me seriously. When I went shopping, I would say I spent $1000, but I actually had $1,000. That can no longer be done. I stick to a budget. Sometimes it helps to get a debit card and withdraw only enough money that you can spend.

I will also think about the big picture. How can I shop when my kids need new shoes, or I haven’t paid my phone bill? He made the shop a bit smaller, following the desire of the thinkers. Now, I buy something small so that I don’t feel completely deprived, like a magazine or a shadow eye shadow. It is not completely said that there is no, but it is a taste.

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