Buy, Buy, Buy!
“ Wuuuuu”, I slammed my bedroom door shut after my family yelled at me. I was thinking about what I did wrong, why my family had just yelled at me. After I calmed down, I picked up my phone, thinking that maybe buying something could make me feel a little better.
I opened the shopping app and began browsing, looking at cosmetics I had wanted for a long time—or perhaps those products that various bloggers had highly recommended. The moment I hit the "Buy It" button, I felt a sense of lightness wash over me—perhaps because I knew I would soon get to use this new item, or perhaps simply because shopping made me feel like I deserved something nice. Somehow, shopping gives me a kind of comfort nothing else does.
It’s actually strange. Whenever my friends and I feel upset—angry, stressed, or sad—we always end up wanting to reward ourselves after talking everything out. Sometimes, shopping alone is enough to make me feel better; other times, going shopping with friends after we vent to each other feels just as comforting. Yet, even when nothing is bothering me, I still enjoy shopping—though I don’t go overboard. I’ll pick up the things I actually need, and every now and then, I’ll treat myself to two or three items I simply desire—just as a little reward to myself for getting through everything.
Sometimes I don’t understand what’s going on inside my head. I’ve got at least a thousand different thoughts racing through my mind, and I just act on whatever pops up at the moment. *Waaah!* If I keep this up, I’m going to blow through my entire allowance! Maybe shopping never truly solves my problems, but in those moments, it gives me something to look forward to.