Damn you Dress

Putting the dress on doesn't help. It's just another reminder of nothing. How 'could have' never was. How somethings don't workout... lately all the time. Just the thought of wearing the dress... it's like wearing a mask. Something I am not, something I will never be.

How can I say no, how can I refuse to wear it. I don't feel beautiful in the dress, the dress lies. It makes me lie to myself. BUT I'll wear it, with a smile.

You won't see me in one of those in a while. I quit wearing those dresses, I quit all the nonsense that comes with it the dress....

F U dress! and all that comes with it!