it never happened, it never ends

i am always making some kind of modification to sweaters because i know myself to have broad shoulders, (somehow still?) muscular upper arms, very long arms, and a short torso

i famously never swatch anything but that's the purpose of including the gauge in the pattern. so you can make your own bespoke garment

the reason it's near impossible for random semi-pro knitwear designers to scale patterns to very large sizes is because at a certain point human fat distribution is so variable person-to-person that these garments kind of have to be bespoke. some people have very big boobs, some people have small boobs and a big abdomen, some people have disproportionally big upper arms, etc.

here's my secrets to success. i cured my interpersonal instability by saying dbt is a misogynist scam and showing up to the group each week to say "i utilized opposite action this week by coming to this group" enough times until they graduated me. i cured my belief that a 1920s hobo was living in my harry potter style under-the-stairs closet by moving to an apartment that doesn't have stairs. i have cured my belief that the people on the street outside my apartment can hear my thoughts by reminding myself that i can also hear all of their conversations so we're even. i cured depression by getting autoimmune disease and taking lifelong prednisone. i am curing complex trauma by stating it does not have construct validity

whenever the medical psychoanalyst tries to tell me i have complex trauma i tell her you know that's not real right

its deranged how many social workers are out there diagnosing regular girls with complex post traumatic stress disorder, a condition that does not currently have sufficient evidence to support its existence as a separate entity from regular old combat vet style ptsd