To take back possession of myself
I took a day off work. I left the children with a friend. And I went into a shop in the city center, feeling a little intimidated, almost embarrassed.
When I told the saleswoman, "My husband thinks I'm not pretty enough to go to his boss's wedding ," she simply replied, "Then let's prove him wrong."
And that's what we did.
An elegant emerald green dress. Discreet yet polished makeup. A new haircut that softened my features. And above all, a different look in the mirror: I was no longer invisible. I was back.
