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The better question is why do you care? This is your life, do what you enjoy and tell anyone who doesn't like it to get bent.
Because I've been wanting one for years but never thought I deserved such debauchery and if someone called me out on it the joy inside of me would die.
And what joy would you have in life if you did or did things solely based on what other people thought about you? Maybe it's just that I have a different perspective because I'm in my 50s, but one of the things I've learned in life is that what other people think matters so very little. I understand, it's not easy to get there, I was very much a people-pleaser in my youth, but I have found a great deal of contentment in just doing the things I enjoy without regard for what others think. Don't like my flip-flops? Don't like my hair? Don't like the way I talk? Well then you are cordially invited to fuck all the way off, but in the meantime this is my life and I'm going to live it how I damned well please.
And anyone who would shit on or kill the joy in you because you bought a pillow is not your friend. Why do you care what people other than your friends/family think about literally anything? It's their weight, let them carry it.
This shits the type of pep talk I need.
I'm here for you brother and/or sister, I'm always happy to preach the good word about telling other people to eat shit. I have just seen so many people giving each other shit about stuff like this that really doesn't matter in the slightest and I'm tired of seeing it ruin other peoples' joy. Those people need a fucking hobby.
Life gets a lot easier once you realize no one else's opinion matters, that shame and guilt are just manipulation tactics, and that you should just do what's right for you without hurting anyone else.