The Four* Stages of Acceptance: Denial
When in denial, one tries to distract oneself and postpone the truth.
I seem to have made friends with a wondrous truffle-based dessert named Swiss Délice. I had hitherto only found these in Monte Carlo (and presumably they are available in Switzerland) so imagine my joy when I found them in Paris!
I bought eight.
What am I denying myself? This exquisite Agent Provocateur bra and suspender set called 'Lizzy', that's what I'm denying myself! Oh, the infernal torment of deciding between a g-string, briefs and lacy French knickers...Oh, the joys of a Christmas bonus...
Me? In denial that M doesn't desire me anymore? Don't be silly...
*I realise that the 'experts' are in disagreement as to what and how many stages of acceptance there are. I'm going with four because if you try to break them down, they all end up overlapping anyway.
I seem to have made friends with a wondrous truffle-based dessert named Swiss Délice. I had hitherto only found these in Monte Carlo (and presumably they are available in Switzerland) so imagine my joy when I found them in Paris!
I bought eight.
~
What am I denying myself? This exquisite Agent Provocateur bra and suspender set called 'Lizzy', that's what I'm denying myself! Oh, the infernal torment of deciding between a g-string, briefs and lacy French knickers...Oh, the joys of a Christmas bonus...
Me? In denial that M doesn't desire me anymore? Don't be silly...
*I realise that the 'experts' are in disagreement as to what and how many stages of acceptance there are. I'm going with four because if you try to break them down, they all end up overlapping anyway.
posted by Pallas Athene | 12:33 am
You're not in denial. You recognise and understand what you're doing for what it is.
You just want to stuff your face and buy clothes!