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It’s funny how patterns emerge, isn’t it? Especially in relationships. After yet another familiar argument, I started to step back and really look at what was happening. It became glaringly obvious that we weren’t dealing with a mountain of issues, but rather, a small set of recurring themes that dominated our interactions. It was like…
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After what must have been our 100th kitchen fight yesterday I found myself staring into the metaphorical abyss of our relationship. It’s always the same. A misplaced dish, a comment about cleanliness, and boom – we’re off to the races. My partner, a masculine-identifying lesbian, has this habit of picking these fights when she’s feeling…
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The Kitchen as a Battleground: Recognizing the Patterns of a passive aggressive partner Whenever my partner starts a fight about the kitchen, I know immediately that something is up. The misplaced spatula, the overflowing dishwasher, the horror of a single unrinsed coffee cup – these aren’t the real culprits. They’re just the opening act in…
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Whenever my partner starts a fight about the kitchen, I know immediately that something is up. The misplaced spatula, the overflowing dishwasher, the horror of a single unrinsed coffee cup – these aren’t the real culprits. They’re just the opening act in a play I’ve seen far too many times. The real drama lies beneath…
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I’m mostly a logical person, even though I’m heavily into the esoteric. This is why, on the morning of my first job interview in a year, I dismissed the violent flickering of my hallway light, along with a few other odd occurrences I’ll share later, as any kind of sign. A little background I love…
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By Adreanna 