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Oct. 15th, 2011 02:30 pmOne of the most wonderful things to come out of my terrifying brush with madness - well, ok, plunge into madness - last winter, when I spent most of my energy preventing myself from killing myself and persuading myself that Rob wasn't hurting the children or plotting terrible things to do to me, was permission to do things I like.
And I started painting.
And from that grew - oh, all sorts of things!
We have been in the income bracket that allows stuff like redecorating and new clothes for ages, but I didn't act on it. But this year I have - we got a new red kitchen, and new red dining chairs, and a new floor in the back bedroom, and all sorts of things. Now we're going to get the wardrobes I started wishing for before Emer was born but couldn't justify because -- well, not because they were more expensive than what we got instead, because they weren't a lot more expensive. Mainly because I liked them so much. If I like stuff enough I assume it's frivolous and irresponsible, like red chairs. Then when I get it I am dancingly happy; you'd think I'd have figured it out by now.
I'm figuring it out this year. I have regular Arting sessions. I am allowed to decorate the house in ways which make me happy as well as being functional. I keep taking the pills and we're all remembering that I need to rest a bit sometimes. It mostly works.
And real soon now I will be allowed to make my Coat Tree.
And I started painting.
And from that grew - oh, all sorts of things!
We have been in the income bracket that allows stuff like redecorating and new clothes for ages, but I didn't act on it. But this year I have - we got a new red kitchen, and new red dining chairs, and a new floor in the back bedroom, and all sorts of things. Now we're going to get the wardrobes I started wishing for before Emer was born but couldn't justify because -- well, not because they were more expensive than what we got instead, because they weren't a lot more expensive. Mainly because I liked them so much. If I like stuff enough I assume it's frivolous and irresponsible, like red chairs. Then when I get it I am dancingly happy; you'd think I'd have figured it out by now.
I'm figuring it out this year. I have regular Arting sessions. I am allowed to decorate the house in ways which make me happy as well as being functional. I keep taking the pills and we're all remembering that I need to rest a bit sometimes. It mostly works.
And real soon now I will be allowed to make my Coat Tree.
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Date: 2011-10-15 01:58 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-10-15 03:07 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-10-15 02:34 pm (UTC)I really am glad things are better for you now. You *are* a great Mum and the girls are growing up wonderfully. You did that. Well done!
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Date: 2011-10-16 12:25 pm (UTC)It's not materialism, or frivolity, or irresponsibility - it's looking after yourself and investing in your well-being.
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Date: 2011-10-15 02:52 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-10-15 03:58 pm (UTC)I'm glad you are getting wardrobes you wanted :)
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Date: 2011-10-15 05:02 pm (UTC)I don't know whether a different perspective will help or just add pressure. I hope that it will be the former but if it is the latter please try to ignore this observation. My mother was excellent at self sacrifice but she never taught us the value of doing something you love. We learnt about duty and responsibility but everything I learned about joy and pleasure seeking I learned from my friends. Set a good example for your girls by doing things that make you joyful.
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Date: 2011-10-15 06:54 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-10-15 05:44 pm (UTC)And I'm really looking forward to seeing your coat tree!
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Date: 2011-10-15 08:29 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-10-15 09:32 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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