Today I nearly went postal on my Dad. He made a very nice and pleasant comment, along the lines of ‘You and (partner’s) low carb looks to be working really well’.
SO innocuous, and I bit the poor guys head off. No commentary on my efforts, I screeched at him.
Really can’t deal with it. Its like reinforcing how disgusting I am, that I am having to do something about it.
Sometimes I wish really hard that I had an invisibility cloak or cloaking device or just something so I could appear invisible or camouflaged.