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Stung And if you do look at me I want you to see my expensive stuff and be intimidated by me. I don't people to F with me. I'm an *******.
Man, you're sure you're not older, Stung? I swear you sound just like my BFF from high school.
I had to re-frame a lot of my images of not only what I saw success as but also how I saw myself. For pretty much the opposite reason as you: you have/had your husband's love and acceptance, but as the relationship between AXH and I progressed, AXH constantly found ways to insinuate that I was less-than or at least other than I am. It takes a lot of courage when working on self-image to actually look at what we imagine vs what is.