|This species can be found lurking in the main shopping centres most weekends. Not the fly in fly out type. She’s long haul. She has also been regularly sighted in local shopping strips. She knows the retail staff by name. They know her well. They order in her regular coffee and give her a chair. She is easy for their daily sale target.|
She struggles with addiction, we know her as the shopaholic. Her family and friends think she is crazy and will often laugh at the fact that she is at it again. She can’t help it. She is powerless over her shopping patterns. She thrives on the endorphin hit that comes with a new purchase. Delight and inspiration are what she feels when her new purchase is wrapped and packed in a beautiful little bag. She spends to cover up the sadness and the big black hole inside. Her emotions will vary from lonely, sad, disappointment and shame to grief and even anger at what she has just done.
Her wardrobe is bulging. She does not wear most of it. To be honest, she no longer knows what she has in there anyway. There is no budget, no shopping plan and her credit card is in overdrive.
She comes across a fabulous top and buys it in every colour. Same thing happens in her shoe collection. The fact that she may not wear all this is irrelevant. It’s in her wardrobe, filling the hole of despair in the pit of her stomach. For an instant, she feels a little better and then it fades. The desperation of needing another piece is a hungry beast that can never be filled.
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