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Is this The Bear?
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That episode gives me anxiety just thinking about it
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Not forbidden either though, no?
Maybe not, but why would you?
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Maybe not, but why would you?
Because it’s tedious having to consider who might feel excluded, offended, or whatever else on every single innocent thought. I’m sure op didnt mean just women, it’s okay to extrapolate without making a fuss each time.
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ILY lily
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Not to keep harping on it, but so relevant: watch The Bear. Specifically the first two seasons. Then you’ll get why it’s relevant. I promise it’s worth it!
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Because it’s tedious having to consider who might feel excluded, offended, or whatever else on every single innocent thought. I’m sure op didnt mean just women, it’s okay to extrapolate without making a fuss each time.
I don’t think anyone was making a fuss, we all know the force of habit. To me, it looked like a simple reminder.
If you don’t want to spend that energy and time, will you at least accept the help of others pointing it out? It’s okay to acknowledge when you’re being thoughtless without getting defensive.
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That episode gives me anxiety just thinking about it
Is that not the standard childhood home?
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Not to keep harping on it, but so relevant: watch The Bear. Specifically the first two seasons. Then you’ll get why it’s relevant. I promise it’s worth it!
Even more specific try the “Fishes” episode. My wife told me stories of her family, aunts and uncles, holiday dinners and they remind me of the chaos of that episode. She agreed with it, knifes and all, except they used sharp ones and chasing others around the house, glad I never met them.
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Even more specific try the “Fishes” episode. My wife told me stories of her family, aunts and uncles, holiday dinners and they remind me of the chaos of that episode. She agreed with it, knifes and all, except they used sharp ones and chasing others around the house, glad I never met them.
Then you get “Forks” and you’ve earned that shit. Though it broke me, too, just in a different way.
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Whenever I am using the kitchen is the exact moment that everyone else decides they need something from it and try to shove past me.
I’ve also learned to let people form their own opinions on the food I made instead of preemptively telling them it didn’t come out as well as it could have. Unless it was my first time making something complex, they’ve always been satisfied
My kitchen is about 100 sqft wall-to-wall. No dishwasher so no matter what I do, there’s dishes in the sink/counter. EVERY DAMN TIME I try to cook a slightly complicated meal, my fiancée wants to help, the dogs want floor snacks, and the kid suddenly decides they want fridge snacks (they NEVER look in the fridge for food) and to know what’s going on with the smells and noise.
It’s an exercise in patience to not yell angrily at every living being to get the fuck out (both fiancée and kid have anxiety and ADHD, dogs don’t give a shit about my opinions on their chosen location).
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My kitchen is about 100 sqft wall-to-wall. No dishwasher so no matter what I do, there’s dishes in the sink/counter. EVERY DAMN TIME I try to cook a slightly complicated meal, my fiancée wants to help, the dogs want floor snacks, and the kid suddenly decides they want fridge snacks (they NEVER look in the fridge for food) and to know what’s going on with the smells and noise.
It’s an exercise in patience to not yell angrily at every living being to get the fuck out (both fiancée and kid have anxiety and ADHD, dogs don’t give a shit about my opinions on their chosen location).
I feel your pain 🫂
