Think You're a True Target Addict? See If You Exhibit These 27 Symptoms

Updated on 8/28/2016 at 4:00 PM

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Famous last words heard at Target: "I'm just going in for one or two things." Suuure, if you say so. Tarjay is a shopping mecca for everything your heart could possibly desire, so it's no shock that there are store addicts running rampant all over the nation. We can either deny it or embrace our Target obsessions with arms wide open. We're going to opt for the latter, because if you can't beat 'em, join 'em. Here are 27 signs you've spiraled out of control and into a Target addiction.

You're overcome with unspeakable emotions as you pass through the front doors.

When employees say "Welcome to Target," you hear something a little different.

Because to you, it's a magical fairy land where dreams come true.

People who work there know you by face or name.

And it's not uncommon to see the familiar faces of other Target addicts while you're there. #NoJudgmentZone.

Your Target REDcard is front and center in your wallet.

Gotta get that five-percent discount.

You come with a detailed list and the intention of spending a certain amount of money.

You feel in control. You've got this.

But end up "accidentally" losing the list on the way to the dollar spot.

No, you don't "got this." You NEVER have this.

Something comes over you when you hit the dollar spot.

Embrace it. Own it. Buy it all. It's just ONE DOLLAR.

You don't know where to begin at Target; there is so much territory to cover and so little time.

If you grab your makeup and then veer right, you can cut through the cleaners, get your detergent, and be on your way to the shoes in half the time.

You know, down to the hour, when the latest designer collaboration is going to be released.

And no one, NOT NOBODY, is going to stop you from getting your sizes in it.

Alexander McQueen, Lilly Pulitzer, Zac Posen . . . need to remember to breathe.

You lose sight of what is and what isn't a necessity.

In all seriousness, though — you DO need that digital slim cordless vacuum.

You want to bottle the heavenly smells of popcorn, coffee, and all that is Target so you can wear it every day.

After a (very short) debate with yourself, you justify getting all of the things you want.

Want vs. need . . . who's to say, really?

Your shoe collection is flawless.

All thanks to Target's ridiculous deals.

The Target Starbucks barista knows your coffee-drinking habits WAY too well.

You sometimes get so frenzied you forget where you are and what you're doing.

But never fear, the red bull's-eye of hope and joy will always be your guide.

Nate Berkus pretty much decorated your entire home.

And it looks damn good.

You are convinced that the feelings you have for Target are mutual.

Target wouldn't be the same without you, and you wouldn't be the same without Target.

You get lost for hours in the maze of books.

The 20-percent discount sticker is EVERYTHING.

People tell you that you have a problem, but you don't care.

Because if your Target addiction is a sickness, then you don't want the cure.

You actually miss going to school because you love shopping the supplies so much.

Don't worry, you can find plenty of excuses to buy fresh erasers, colorful pens, and crisp folders.

Sometimes it seems unreal how perfect of a place it is.

Shhh, it's OK. It's real. Promise.

When you get to the register, you have to put back the "unnecessary" items.

Though deep down you truly believe they are all necessary.

There is always more to see, more to eat, more to buy.

But at some point you have to cut yourself off . . . or do you?

Looking at your total savings gets you excited. Like, weirdly so.

REDCards, Cartwheel app, coupons . . . it's all too much to take in at one time.

You get home and feel like you're coming down from some weird kind of high.

It's better than any drug.