What do you NOT TRUST?

My older dogs when they are asleep at times..
Why do they sleep like they're unalive?
*Shallow breathing, no moving

Scares me!!

I don't trust them
 
Lasagna. I won’t expand, but… no one should trust lasagna.
Since I make mine from complete scratch I trust my lasagna thoroughly. Ok I don't strain my own ricotta but that's on a bucket list. I do in fact grow my own tomatoes and basil. I make my own lasagna noodles.....I am a control freak. 🤷
 
I don't trust non-dairy creamer. Like what sort of cow did that come from?

I don't trust hotdogs...I lived next to a hot dog factory... I've seen them walk off the truck - literally.

I don't trust other people's meatloaf unless I've watched them make it ... sometimes not even then.

I don't trust seafood on a buffet.
 
People who are in an unreasonable good mood at work… like seriously no this isn’t fun it’s work
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I feel like a therapist would have a lot to say about that 🤣
“She won’t stop talking about lasagna. It’s every single session. The girl has real trauma, Madeline, I’m talking real shit, but all she ever brings up is how she doesn’t trust lasagna and -”

Cheryl chokes on her words, throwing her hands in the air like she’s reached her limit.

“And the worst part? She’s right! She’s right! Lasagna makes no damn sense!”

Madeline adjusts her glasses slowly, like she’s been preparing for this moment her whole career, the bridge of her nose sighing under the weight of all those degrees and unmet expectations of making a difference.

“Cheryl,” she says, barely blinking. “Your session ended ten minutes ago.”

And that’s why therapists need therapists.
 
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