I hope to never go back to office. Remote has been a life changer. I have time to keep weeds out of my garden. The flexibility to have workers at my house whenever they are available. The freedom to set up my desk how I like it. Time to eat breakfast. I don’t get headaches every day any more from the lighting. I get to go outside during breaks for some sunshine time. I’m here when the kids come home.

My work is more focused. No more road stress. I may be able to move to a place I can tolerate. No more wearing makeup that is bad for my skin. No more having to pack a lunch. My life is infinitely better without having to commute.

Because when it comes to survival until procreation, you don’t need more than two sets.

It’s not like bees pollinate for our benefit.

There’s a reason animals run away from the monkeys with pointy sticks. We eliminated the ones that don’t until we got comfortable enough that we had the luxury of turning them into various forms of entertainment, and therefore had a reason to preserve some.

This is good advice. We had a Firbolg bard who loved to cook. Characters are more than combat.

First, you’re not OP, so I can only imagine that you’re taking something personally that has nothing to do with you.

Second, nothing in this post mentioned trauma. Being harassed by invasive questions isn’t trauma, it’s just humans trying to be social.

Third, if instead of working on your trauma you’re trolling internet discussions and inserting yourself whenever you think you can successfully play the victim, you do not have my sympathy.

Because by 40, most people are past these kinds of shenanigans.

Next time your age comes up, just say, “you really believed I was 25?! Haha, that’s great!”

How can you be in your 40s and this avoidant?

I mean… picking your nose is the same idea. It’s the same thing for why you’d want to drink flowing water, not stagnant water.

And some of us do our best not to backwash.

I can’t tell you how often I’ve had to say, “I picked my words very precisely.”

Or just lean forward and ski down the dunes.

I think that’s more like c/AAH material.

As someone who once subbed cayenne 1:1 for black pepper in spaghetti sauce, and who has learned to make my own breadcrumbs from failed sourdough, I promise it’s a learned skill. It just takes letting yourself fail a lot and not taking yourself too seriously.

My advice to anyone is start with pancakes. Make a few different recipes and pay attention to the differences. Then make them without a recipe. Switch up ingredients, sub in whatever you feel like, play with ratios. Once you have a handle on that, move to sourdough, cookies, or piecrust. Then do muffins. Leave cakes for last, because they are the most finicky. You’ll be baking with confidence and without a recipe in no time.

Because you can’t pack a scale and weights on a cart as easily as you can a set of cups?

I do this, and my brother who is an amateur chef thinks it’s witchcraft. Baking is not hard to eyeball or make by feel, people.

That’s a myth, you know. Noses and ears don’t keep growing, they just sag.

Women are also often taught to expect unfairness.

I’ve heard the latter, as in even in death women are thinking about others.

Anecdotally, I’ve heard that almost universally. Every woman or girl I know who has chosen not to commit suicide, someone having to find their corpse factored highly in their reasons.

I can see why your conversations get removed.

Because do no harm is a basic tenet of right vs. wrong.