u/ItsNotSherbert

Nobody and I mean nobody like us knows what it’s like to clear a cupboard or freezer or fridge or pantry of expired goods…

Because finding the expiry dates on each item is soul sucking, demoralizing and dehumanizing. You just gotta commit to the throwaways and keep it moving. Expired for 10 years means a fifth grader is living in the kitchen.

Happy Fourth y’all!

For reference, I’m a female Gen X which is to say I saw and experienced some adult shit well beyond my years, and it was unwillingly.

Is it a stretch that I was a helicopter parent in order to “help” my daughter avoid the same experiences?

P.S. It didn’t work out for me. We’re estranged. There’s more to the story but goddamnit anyway.