I also read that article, then opened the comments naively expecting at least a few “me too”-s, because, well, me too. In the first year of my kid’s life I threatened to murder the cat nearly daily. With venom in my voice and fire in my eyes! With creative curses and astonishing profanity! I never DID anything to him, because I’m not an actual monster, but the rage that cat could inspire just by meowing at the wrong time (always naptime!) was frightful. As my kid got older, I mellowed, then about 90% of my previous affection for the cat returned, but that first year was dicey.
Omgggg this season of Industry broke me! But yes, no unlimited capacity for care here.
I also read that article, then opened the comments naively expecting at least a few “me too”-s, because, well, me too. In the first year of my kid’s life I threatened to murder the cat nearly daily. With venom in my voice and fire in my eyes! With creative curses and astonishing profanity! I never DID anything to him, because I’m not an actual monster, but the rage that cat could inspire just by meowing at the wrong time (always naptime!) was frightful. As my kid got older, I mellowed, then about 90% of my previous affection for the cat returned, but that first year was dicey.
Oh, the rage. Solidarity.