I do. When my kids complain about what I cook, I become instantly furious. Like I can hardly hold it in. I never let them ask me what's for dinner any more. If they ask, I say, "food... and you know better than to ask me that." Tonight, my daughter has a friend over who said she was hungry (after I made a good dinner she barely touched) and wanted pop corn. I was abruptly angry, but I tried not to show it. I got up, made the pop corn and took it to the girls in my daughters room. But my daughter spilled it all over the floor and I was so huffy and upset with her that she cried. Now I feel like a total ass. I apologized, but I know she thinks I'm being a jerk. Thing is, I agree. Why does food make me so uptight? Why can't I just let it go? EEEEEEERRRR!
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