Not so much because a therapist is expensive. I fortunately live in a country with a solid healthcare system and easy and affordable insurance. My therapist appointments are mostly covered (up to 8 a year and at this point I do not need more. ) I pay a tenner out my pocket which is a steal for having 45 minutes of exclusive me-time.
No the problem for me is the fact that after a really good session like I had last week, I find myself feeling very good and downtown. There where all the clothesshops are.
I try to arrange my appointments on mondaymornings because in Holland shops are closed then. But this particular day I had an awesome meeting and felt like I could conquer the world when I biked through town at 11. o clock. Which is precisely when H&M opened its doors. I had tried to shop for knits the previous week. Everything I picked out was uggly and didn't fit. I quickly realised that I wasn't really fitting my skin and in those moods shopping is futile. Whatever I buy will never loose it's depressed smell. So I abandonned the shops. Now though, in half an hour I picked 5 things that were equally awesome. Things comfy but also just out of my comfortzone. And remember it was sale. I paid 80 euro's for 240 euro's worth of stuff.
May I present to you the awesome red and white striped dress of assertiveness. It hugs me like an old friend and is knit from high self esteem.
dinsdag, januari 18, 2011
Why good therapie tends to be expensive
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Rock on, Mijk!
Beautiful clothes
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