Let me cook

Creating fear with harmful actions and words, then suddenly becoming calm and reasonable the moment the other person reaches for help, creates confusion, and fear.

Creating fear, like convenience, thrives in urgency.

When relationships come to this, I often notice how quickly they began.

One person becomes attached to the other’s green flags, so attached that they stop seeing them as human.

The moment that green-flagged person is misunderstood, uncertain, or doesn’t have the answer this time, the admiration turns into frustration.

They’re shamed for not being perfect, even though perfection was never real, only projected.

And that’s why I no longer use the microwave, literally, because the way you do one thing is how you do everything.

When you microwave a meal, it gets warm faster.

One or two minutes and your leftovers are ready.

You’re satisfied enough, but you ignore the plastic. The radiation. THE HARM

Because most of the time, you don’t feel like waiting for the stove or the oven.

Or worse, you think that’s your only option. 

When you stop using the microwave, realize the food gets hotter anyway.

It takes more preparation, yes.

Washing a clean dish.

Transferring the food to a pot.

Adding a little water so it tastes like it did the first time.

But the intention of these things feels so good in the moment. Anyone who doesn’t feel like cooking, then finally cooks, knows the feeling of the fulfillment it brings.

Turning the knob until the flames sing beneath the pot.

Sitting the lid on top and dancing with the fire. 

The willingness to wait just a little longer with a little more effort

Slowing down instead of rushing.

Choosing care over convenience.

I want to take my time, always.

And I will never use the microwave again.