The cool thing is once you hit your stride with phyllo, it opens up lots of other dishes like turnovers, strudels, and lots of other stuff. Sweet and savory alike!
My wife works with phyllo a decent amount and makes a killer baklava now. Her advice, practice, practice, practice. āShe just need the reps to figure out your routine and time to get comfortable working with it.ā Even if it doesnāt look great, it probably tastes fine!
Anyway, thatās why Iām not making much progress with my depression. But it helps talking about it. Thank you for listening.
Why am I supposed to feel ābadā because I donāt want to have to tolerate a racist, xenophobic, homophobic, bigots as a superior or a corworker? Why is it that weāre told we just have to āget over itā? Fuck them, theyāre the assholes. Only one side is championing pain. Thereās no two sides here.
And the pressure, the anxiety, the fighting in the chest, the constant dreadā¦ is that you just have to deal with it. You literally CANāT to anything. Where am I supposed to work? People like this are everywhere. Why do we have to settle for allowing awful people to just sit there?
How can I talk to my boss knowing sheās perfectly fine with 10 million people being kicked out the country, families torn about, gays and women striped of rights, immigrants attacked and harassed, threats of violence toward opponents as a-ok? At what point is it enough?
Your whole life as a kid youāre told, āDonāt worry, the adults are in control. Nothing bad will happen.ā Then you grow up and realize the adults were the problem in the first place. That it was all lies. That your neighbors, family, friends, many of them are just horrible people.