by Author Stacey Chillemi

Created on: December 13, 2006   Last Updated: April 19, 2010

I slowly turn my head to glare out the window and stare forward into the perfection the horizons beauty. We all focus our means of salvation to a personal enjoyment one that cannot be taken away from us.

Unfortunately as people, we do not carry ultimate perfection. We all carry with us some types of flaws, but to live positively in a society of imperfection we must focus on things we enjoy to overlook and discard our inner and outward flaws.

Therefore, I use shopping as my means of therapy, one personal enjoyment that is my enjoyment of shopping. When I was five, I came down with encephalitis, which had traveled to my brain and caused me to develop epilepsy.

At eighteen, I was issued a license and I drove for a while. I shopped with my friends. We shopped until we dropped and enjoyed the precious moments of our friendship.

At nineteen, I was driving with my boyfriend at the time who now is my husband and we were traveling on a country road in New Jersey. I was driving and suddenly I went into a seizure. My muscles tighten, my arms curved to the left and my foot went all the way down on the gas pedal.

Our future together flashed before us. The car headed straight toward the telephone poll. My husband said, fighting me for the wheel was worse than fighting a boxer or wrestler. I had no control, because I was still in the seizure.

My husband finally, obtained control over the car. He was able to steer the car away from the pole. An angel was watching and spared us our lives, but my license was revoked and my days at the mall declined.

What was I to do? My therapy, my means of enjoyment, spending hours at the mall, fantasizing, laughing, it was all gone.

Many replied you should be lucky you are alive and I was but I had a love, a passion, an escape and that was shopping. It is not the same when you can hop in the car and go to the mall for as long as want, my life was limited and I was on other people's schedule.

So, what did I do? I did fall in a small hole and became sadden by the uncontrollable limitations that were put on me with out my consent. I thought and said to myself, I am the one who always advise other's now I have to take my own advice.

So I developed a new way to shop. I put some soft relaxing music on, created a victorian room, bought a computer and became an internet shopaholic. It works for me and makes me happy.

I obtain my sense a relaxation from the environment surrounds me. I use the technology of today's internet world to purchase my products and I use my husband's credit card to pay for them!

My neighbor asked me are you having an affair with the UPS man. He is at you house almost everyday! The end.

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