I was on a terror for three years. And then got stopped dead in my tracks.
I got a new job. And have to dress up every day. I don't like it any more than when I used to wear men's suits. Now, I go shopping for clothes, don't like what I buy, and whimper over the casual clothes I'd love to have but can't afford. It almost feels like the old days all over again.
No, this isn't a good solution. Perhaps a support group is the right answer...