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Alex (they/them)'s avatar

"Force me to live in the moment and acknowledge the ways in which I’m hiding from an awareness of my own feelings."

Annnd right out the gate, this hits me where I live!

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Donna Asher's avatar

I just have to carry mine from the driveway, so there's no hallway or parking garage, but I still relate. I do have the added danger that my 90-year-old father-in-law will see me and try to help.

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Regina Doublemint's avatar

It is important that you know about this https://youtu.be/PQ-tNjAG4sE

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J. Woods's avatar

The little thin plastic bag handles will dig into my wrists, temporarily reddening them.>>

This may not be as temporary as you think... I just looked down at my left wrist and realized I have a purple welt from the weight of the grocery bags last night.

In the interest of full disclosure, I have unusually sensitive skin.

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Krystal's avatar

Oooh that happens to me too. And the problem goes the other way too: My shoulders are constantly covered in petechiae and have perma-indentations from the weight of way-overloaded reusable bags because I end up buying more than the bag should carry but feel like I shouldn’t buy a plastic bag to compensate for all the times I end up buying them because I forget my bags. The resulting numbness in my arms is just a valuable lesson to remember my sh*t next time, right? Right? lolsob

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J. Woods's avatar

Yes! Also I keep buying those reusable bags- the more expensive ones that you can carry on your shoulder. This aggravates my shoulder and back muscles, particularly the areas previously injured in a car accident. I put the bags in the closet where I promptly forget about bringing them to the store.

Now I have a huge stash of bags which grows exponentially with each grocery store visit.

This could also be a(nother) bite from my rescue cat.

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