Hey thanks for posting this–both the original post and your own anecdote. I think personal hygiene is something that should be more comfortably chatted about. It’s weird cause most people are like “ew TMI” and yeah it can wind up in that space, but at the same time, I think there’s a lot of stuff people are lacking in knowledge in just cause it’s kind of embarrassing to talk about!
Anyway I think I also had this in my early 20s; at least I hope so. I remember scrubbing harder and harder under my pits and one day seeing something slough off and until recently I’ve always assumed I killed a bunch of skin and it all came off. But given the symptoms I had been having at the time, I think this might have been it.
“Did you know you break my heart every time you refuse to show me affection?”
My cat loves my husband but not me.
Same hat. Now on the rare occasion my husband has to go somewhere for his job, I’m like “Damn the apartment’s so empty.”
Friday morning breakfast. Lately I’ve been making fancy pancakes. Last time was apple cinnamon pancakes with real maple syrup and a honey-vanilla compound butter. It was divine.
I’m more surprised that Del Monte used to sell pudding.
I’ve read it and listened to the audiobook and it really is great. Yes there are some dry parts but they bring their signature flare to helping to understand which makes getting through it a lot easier.