Today we did some errands.

Today we did some errands.

Lately when we go out, I try to wear my nicer clothes now that I have some that fit. But today, I wasn't up for getting changed, so I left the house in my leggings, t-shirt, braless, sloppy jacket, and sandals. Usually, I'd be like "Ugh, I'm such a slob" and feel bad about it...

But today, I thought of it this way:  "I have several things to do and I'm removing barriers to my tasks by taking away the obstacle of changing clothes. This is an accommodation and it's helping me get things done. It's ok."

And just like that, I didn't beat myself up for not looking "presentable" in public spaces. There was therefore no shame spiral, no extra stress. Just me doing the best I can (as usual), but it finally being "enough."