I lost my family to premature deaths and my husband to divorce. I have no one. I’m only 23 and I’m involved in karate/a job. I just want to have someone to cuddle with and have someone say they love me. Sometimes I get stunned by fear and misery, I just want love so much.
I tried Gouda for the first time after yall said I should. Yesterday I posted about my cheese phobia. My life is changed forever
I am obsessed with opposite ends of the cheese texture spectrum. Gooey saint Andre? Sign me up. Rock-hard, dry, parmigiano reggiano (sp?)? I will mess it up w some sun-dried tomatoes.
But here is the issue.
Since I was a child I’ve been repulsed by unmelted cheese in the hard/semi-hard/semi-soft/soft that aren’t polar opposite ends of texture. I’m missing so much for my boards. Edam, cheddar, Gouda… but I can’t, for whatever reason, eat these cheeses in their pure form. Help me.
For context, I just ate a quarter pound of Roquefort. So. Yeah.
Help
Half-eaten mcCrispy :p
TW for mentions of alcohol and weed.
I’m on day 2 of being sober from drinking and day 1 (🥲) of being sober from weed. I’m nervous but I know it’s for the best. Yeep!