The Shame of Cooking
I’d originally labeled this piece “No Alternative” as I’d just read an article my husband forwarded me entitled How America Lost Dinner. It’s hyperlinked there if you’re curious, it was […]
I’d originally labeled this piece “No Alternative” as I’d just read an article my husband forwarded me entitled How America Lost Dinner. It’s hyperlinked there if you’re curious, it was […]
You’re not an invisible, silent trooper. You’re a person, with value. Stop treating yourself so crappy. Stop dragging yourself through the gutter. Stop piling shit on yourself and telling yourself you deserve it because you need to prove how “strong” women are.
The era of personal responsibility with what we shove down our gullets and feed our children has begun. It doesn’t, can’t, and unless your family has a specific (discussed) agreement, won’t ever fall on one person in the household ever again.
We are, as a society, preventing ourselves from starting our days off right– or at least better– because of some random idea about what breakfast should be. When you think about it, that’s kind of ridiculous.
Dinner, the absolute wrong time of the day for us to force anything on anyone.
Belief is necessary for building the foundations by which we approach life… however sometimes being staunchly rooted in rigid beliefs, without review, can keep us standing still; a lesson in life, parenting, and cooking I’ve learned the hard way.