A rare photo of me for you all. (Hate having my pic taken.)
My dressing gown obsession.
Since the decline of my mental health my dressing gown had become a security blanket. I don’t know why, it just has. I wear it almost all of the time, even when dressed; if I don’t have to leave the house. I’ve even gone so far as to do the 8am breakfast club school run in it!
Can anyone explain to me why this has become a thing?
It’s not like I have an emotional attachment to it, that I’m aware of anyways. It has no special meaning and, in fact, in the pic I am wearing two at the same time as it’s cold this morning. I wish I could explain it, anyone would think I am never dressed or I own no jumpers but that’s simply not the case.
I just feel a greater degree of comfort when it’s on.