My name is Shulie and I’m a shopaholic.
I would declare this quite proudly to anyone and everyone. People are known for good things and bad things, things that define them. And shopping just happened to be my thing. My accumulation of bags, shoes, make up and perfumes had become my pride and joy. I had become lost in a world full of excess, materialism and consumerism and there was always a part of me that thought this was unhealthy.
For me, shopping had become more than retail therapy. It had become therapy for all kinds of ailments. But it had also reached the point of obsession and addiction. I could spend hours at a time browsing the asos app, adding items to my saved list, ready for my next big spending spree. I would obsess over that new red lipstick I had to have until it was in my hands. Shopping had consumed me and I was drowning in all my possessions. Something had to change.
This blog will document my journey as I make these much needed changes. In my next post, I will talk more about the moment I realised my shopping habits had become out of hand and why I decided to stop.