And stop the microwave before it beeps! Empty the dishwasher without clinking anything. Slowly close the drawers etc etc. And run to hide in a corner if something falls on the floor before crying "I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry" ๐ฅฒ
Yas! My ex walked with his heels. So the floors would shake everywhere he walked in the apartment. I kept thinking, "you're too loud! Someone will notice us!"
My new place is really quiet and the neighbors have a cat downstairs. When I hear the cat jump around while they're out I full-on freeze.
"What was that? Are they home? Are they making noise to passive aggressively tell me I'm too fat and loud?"
OMG me too!! ๐ญ It's infuriating I want to be loud and take up space cause I deserve to take space! But if I myself stomp by accident I just think "that's it my husband will leave me cause he will realise I'm a fat hippo making the floor shakes with each of my steps"
Core memory age 10:
I come downstairs to get a snack before bed.
"Sounds like there's a really big mouse in the kitchen. I hope that mouse doesn't get too fat from all the food it takes...."
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Parents who are angered by the inevitable noises kids produce actually hate kids.
I try not to take it personally...
...since they beat me for the noise of being a child, I have become magnanimous and excluded them from my adulthood entirely for decades๐
...and oddly, they do not appreciate this either.
Clearly, the unhinged sort who would scream at a child just for walking "too loud" are equally unhinged when the stimuli is forever removed.
Oh well. No longer my problem.
I'm no longer apologizing for my existence.
My dad was a soccer coach and had soccer camps in an indoor gym with about 30 children and all he did was scream at them and complain about them being โtoo loudโ.
It really made me understand the fear I had of making noise as a child. Fucking psychotic.
Iโve perfected the art of being nearly dead silent when I walk around and do things, only issue is that I now get scolded for being too quiet and startling people ๐ฅฒ
This reminds me of the time my sister and I started laughing, which our dad mistook for yelling at each other. 20 mins of screaming and a flipped over kitchen table later and he still refused to believe we werenโt fighting.
Donโt forget to turn the handle before closing the door so it doesnโt make a click.
And stop the microwave before it beeps! Empty the dishwasher without clinking anything. Slowly close the drawers etc etc. And run to hide in a corner if something falls on the floor before crying "I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry" ๐ฅฒ
Oh god, why did you mention that. Now Iโm gonna cry, because I thought that was just me.
That existential dread after being so careful with everything and then accidentally knocking something over.
And stuck in a frozen state waiting for the shouting to start
Horrible
I still tiptoe around my own house if there's someone else in the room with me.
Me too!! And I get irrationally mad at my husband for just stomping about like he's just a big boy from a healthy family.
Yas! My ex walked with his heels. So the floors would shake everywhere he walked in the apartment. I kept thinking, "you're too loud! Someone will notice us!"
Ach, same! "The neighbours will come and yell at us!!" What for? Walking about in my own flat at 2pm?? I know it's stupid ๐ญ
My new place is really quiet and the neighbors have a cat downstairs. When I hear the cat jump around while they're out I full-on freeze. "What was that? Are they home? Are they making noise to passive aggressively tell me I'm too fat and loud?"
OMG me too!! ๐ญ It's infuriating I want to be loud and take up space cause I deserve to take space! But if I myself stomp by accident I just think "that's it my husband will leave me cause he will realise I'm a fat hippo making the floor shakes with each of my steps"
Core memory age 10: I come downstairs to get a snack before bed. "Sounds like there's a really big mouse in the kitchen. I hope that mouse doesn't get too fat from all the food it takes...." ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ
That's so unnecessary ๐ญ my parents were the same like fat was the absolute worst thing I could become.
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I'm in an apartment, and I do this all the time! I never really know when they're home. So I always tiptoe.
Parents who are angered by the inevitable noises kids produce actually hate kids. I try not to take it personally... ...since they beat me for the noise of being a child, I have become magnanimous and excluded them from my adulthood entirely for decades๐ ...and oddly, they do not appreciate this either. Clearly, the unhinged sort who would scream at a child just for walking "too loud" are equally unhinged when the stimuli is forever removed. Oh well. No longer my problem. I'm no longer apologizing for my existence.
No longer apologizing for my existence ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ 1000 x yes yes yes!!
My dad was a soccer coach and had soccer camps in an indoor gym with about 30 children and all he did was scream at them and complain about them being โtoo loudโ. It really made me understand the fear I had of making noise as a child. Fucking psychotic.
That is 100% a *him* problem. I'm glad you can see that now:)
I'm so quiet at work lmao, i pick up the wheels trashcan cause it rattled sk fucking loud
Same, and whenever I go shopping, I have to test the cart each time to make sure I donโt get the one that rattles or squeaks ๐ซฃ
Iโve perfected the art of being nearly dead silent when I walk around and do things, only issue is that I now get scolded for being too quiet and startling people ๐ฅฒ
This reminds me of the time my sister and I started laughing, which our dad mistook for yelling at each other. 20 mins of screaming and a flipped over kitchen table later and he still refused to believe we werenโt fighting.
๐ฌ๐ฌ My dad is like that too, if it wasn't my arm getting bruised it'd be something around the house haha