I tried on a pair of my more stylish flats that went well with my outfit, and my feet couldn't tolerate them for more than 5 minutes walking around my parent's house. I tried on another wishful pair, same result. I then put on a pair of my sensible (code word for ugly) Clark's mary jane flats. I really had a great outfit from ankle up and finally enough confidence to wear an outfit as flashy as that again...and then I had to put on the only shoes my feet would tolerate. I had to give myself yet another pep talk to get over yet another hurdle on the road to my recovery. I told myself to be happy that I am walking again, be happy that I am no longer wearing braces, be happy that I don't have to use assistive devices. My personal style is a small price to pay for how much improvement my feet have made since my surgeries.
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Reflection
One day I will return to my fully confident self again. Today is not that day, but I am well on my way. For now...it is all about avoiding the meltdowns. I talked myself out of another one today.
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