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Heather Giles's avatar

I’m a teacher & my husband is an engineer. The gap in our salaries very subtly germinated into his perception that his job is more important than mine. Our division of household labor has followed a traditional pattern with me doing most of the food prep & laundry while he does most of the yard work. It has been a struggle to break out of the rigidity of habit and I think that both of our struggles with mental health have been exacerbated by a lot of “default settings.”

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Laz's avatar

Not cis, but I remember being taught never to cry in front of other people. Crying was viewed as something shameful, something nobody was supposed to know you did.

I have only seen my father cry twice in almost 40 years.

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