Me too. I’m the go to therapist for my friends and frequently get accused of being too understanding of the ‘other side’ (not in a obtuse way, even when I’m explaining situations I have been in). And then I throw V’s and fingers and yell out my passenger side window when you’re an obnoxious jerk forgetting to indicate or sitting in the middle of a lane, without hazards, blocking traffic. God my BP is rising just typing this comment.
I feel this. I can be the most empathetic person in the world. Unless I’m driving.
Me too. I’m the go to therapist for my friends and frequently get accused of being too understanding of the ‘other side’ (not in a obtuse way, even when I’m explaining situations I have been in). And then I throw V’s and fingers and yell out my passenger side window when you’re an obnoxious jerk forgetting to indicate or sitting in the middle of a lane, without hazards, blocking traffic. God my BP is rising just typing this comment.
I’m very glad my daughter is now old enough that I can call people fucking assholes in the car when they’re being fucking assholes in their cars.