I decided that I would put all my receipts in a basket to see where I spent my money. It just seems that the money goes and I don’t know where. After all I never go to fancy stories to buy high priced clothes, my groceries are for one and my car is eight years old.

After a couple of weeks I took that basket out for a quick sort of the receipts as the pile was overtaking the space. Twenty minutes later and that’s when the laughing started. I had been fooling myself with shopping therapy at thrifty shops, second hand stories and low end shopping.

I realized I didn’t really need all that stuff or half of the things hanging in my closet. What’s with all the clothes, shoes and stuff that nobody sees but me? Laughing at myself is fun, but the reality is that being alone is tough and lonely. We all know that this is not the life we chose. But I have to get my shopping therapy under control as part of my healing.

If you could only see the weird things I’ve purchased you would laugh also. What crazy things are you doing to avoid your loneliness? Have you learned to step back and laugh at yourself?  I hope so