I wrote this today in my journal.
I need to remind myself that no matter how much I want something, it doesn't matter even if I get it in the end. Why? Because it won't make me truly, genuinely happy.
In fact, it'll only add to my problems. Where will I put it? What does it go with? How will I pay for it? Don't I already have one that kind of looks like it?
Then a few days later, whatever it was that I was so fixated on has been discarded in a corner, and I most probably have probably moved on to wanting the next shiny new thing. And it never ends.
I need to remember that I don't want to go back there. I don't ever want to be that girl again - the one that was constantly thinking about money, agonising over the credit card bill, hiding whatever she bought because she felt guilty about it, lying about how much it actually cost.
I don't ever want to be that girl that had so many nice things, but was incredibly, deeply unhappy. Never again.
I sincerely hope that you have never been and never will be in that situation. And if you're in it now, I hope you find the strength inside you to rise above it. Here's to moving forward, and here's to our happiness.