Shoes with pretty heels that I assumed eventually would be OK, because the pain would've gone. Going-out dresses and wraps that would be perfect for parties, or dates. Funky tops that would look fab for work or play. Coats and jackets that I can't even put on because the fabric is too heavy or stiff.
All those things that I bought intending to wear some time in the future, and that are now just sitting there, mocking me and the empty shell of my existence. My pseudo-life.
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