none of my clothes fit me anymore

incidentally mousewings may be interested to know that i am wearing a jones new york sweater my grandmother gave me when i was 14.
 
on topic (sorry): hey i had that problem of shrinking last year. i got really depressed, stopped eating and biked a shitload, and lost a bunch of weight, most of which ive been able to keep off, due to my life being completely fucked up and not working very regularly (not a cry for help, just the truth, and not working means walking around more and being less hungry). but anyway, yeah, its pretty funny when you cant wear your clothes because they are too big suddenly and youre like 'wow its great that i lost weight, but too bad im fucking borderline suicidal, most of my decent interview-worthy clothes now hang off of me like bags, and i dont have the kind of income to support a whole new wardrobe.'
 
yeah, once/if i get a little more steadily/regularly employed, i am thinking about getting a bed, a nightstand, some drugs and a kittie
 
The same thing happened to me recently, I went down two pants sizes so I had to buy some new ones. I bought 4 pairs of the exact same black jeans.