What simple luxury do you allow yourself in adulthood that is a direct result of your childhood experience?

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I’m in my 30s. Many times whenever I order a pizza, I think about the scene in Home Alone where Kevin says “a lovely cheese pizza, just for me” and imagine myself as him


Setting the thermostat at a reasonably comfortable temperature. I hate suffering for modest savings on the power bill.


A cat! Growing up I BEGGED my mother for a kitty. She always told me, ‘kittens are cute but then they turn into cats, and cats are gross’. 😔 Shortly after I moved out, I unexpectedly came upon the opportunity to rescue a palm-sized kitten from a crackhead at a gas station (true story). Her name is Rosie and she’s 11 now 🤗!


When I was a kid, my parents only bought two types of cereal: Honey Nut Cheerios and Frosted Flakes. Literally nothing else, ever. One day, I ate my final bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios, stopped halfway through, realized I’d rather be tortured to death than eat one more bite of that shit and poured the rest down the garbage disposal. As a grownup, I buy all kinds of junk food cereal but never those two.


Food. Whatever I want. And I never have to hide it.