Transitions are hard

D in 20 years, maybe to a therapist:

“All through my childhood every weekday morning we porridge, and a cooked breakfast on weekends, pancakes or eggs or French toast. Mum was big on breakfasts. She’d sit with us and we’d tell stories and talk about the plan for the day. But when my parents were stressed and extra busy or going through a patch of shifting into a new routine it all went out the window. Then we had rice bubbles or toast. To this day I feel anxious and rushed at the sound of rice bubbles and yearn for the comfort of porridge.”

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