Anonymous wrote:Sharing an ice cream cone is gross.

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Anonymous wrote:Were you too get get ice cream when you were a child?

I’m assuming you meant “too fat to get ice cream” and the answer is no, I was on the thinner end of normal.

Sorry, I meant to poor

We weren’t poor, but my parents probably wouldn’t have splurged on this, and if they did, we would have had to share one treat (we often shared one ice cream cone, for example) But I was never embarrassed by it. To this day I sometimes share a cone with DH if we take the kids out for ice cream.

You share a cone? Hmm.

Come on, this is not strange. I don’t want a whole ice cream cone because… I just don’t. In what world is it weird to share an ice cream cone with your spouse?

It actually is very strange to share an ice cream cone with your spouse when you go out for ice cream with the kids. I also noticed that you’ve said you’re not fat twice, when no one has asked. Do you have a lot of feelings around foods, or “junk” foods? Do you ever binge on ice cream? Would it embarrass you for people to see you indulge? Could it be something along those lines?

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Anonymous wrote:Not sure but the only way to fix it is to go get an ice cream every single time until you develop positive associations. I suggest the chocolate eclair.

I had this thought the other day when someone cut me off. I have road rage, I will fully admit, but it's not like I'm driving 90 and expecting people to get out of my way. I just can't stand people who act like everyone else should be inconvenienced because they want to get over a lane (especially when there was no one in front of them and no upcoming exit but they just feel like changing lanes!).

I would like for this to go away, so I had a thought that maybe I'd keep a candy stash in my car and start eating a piece every time someone did something that annoyed me so that eventually my reaction to being cutoff would be happiness instead of anger.

Anonymous wrote:Not sure but the only way to fix it is to go get an ice cream every single time until you develop positive associations. I suggest the chocolate eclair.

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Anonymous wrote:some theories.

- the ice cream truck is sort of embarrassing ITSELF in front of adults by playing a loud, grating tune meant for children in order to alert them to its presence. You are feeling embarrassed FOR the ice cream truck.

- you feel some shame around childhood innocence and some cringe like reading your old diary. Remembering how you used to feel and behave can lead to a feeling like embarrassment. Like you should have known better. Somewhere along the line, someone taught you that innocence needed to be moved past.

I agree with all of these theories, and the music itself is triggering and flamboyant. But we don’t need to feel embarrassed for the ice cream truck driver, because they seem to always have a line of people (at least where I live they do).

yes i dont mean you should *really* feel embarrassed for it, because the music is working to alert others to its presence. It's more of a reactionary gut feeling. I feel similarly when people sing and dance in musicals. Like - yes of course for sure. But also .... eeek.

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Anonymous wrote:some theories.

- the ice cream truck is sort of embarrassing ITSELF in front of adults by playing a loud, grating tune meant for children in order to alert them to its presence. You are feeling embarrassed FOR the ice cream truck.

- you feel some shame around childhood innocence and some cringe like reading your old diary. Remembering how you used to feel and behave can lead to a feeling like embarrassment. Like you should have known better. Somewhere along the line, someone taught you that innocence needed to be moved past.

I agree with all of these theories, and the music itself is triggering and flamboyant. But we don’t need to feel embarrassed for the ice cream truck driver, because they seem to always have a line of people (at least where I live they do).

Anonymous wrote:some theories.

- the ice cream truck is sort of embarrassing ITSELF in front of adults by playing a loud, grating tune meant for children in order to alert them to its presence. You are feeling embarrassed FOR the ice cream truck.

- you feel some shame around childhood innocence and some cringe like reading your old diary. Remembering how you used to feel and behave can lead to a feeling like embarrassment. Like you should have known better. Somewhere along the line, someone taught you that innocence needed to be moved past.

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Anonymous wrote:Were you too get get ice cream when you were a child?

I’m assuming you meant “too fat to get ice cream” and the answer is no, I was on the thinner end of normal.

Sorry, I meant to poor

We weren’t poor, but my parents probably wouldn’t have splurged on this, and if they did, we would have had to share one treat (we often shared one ice cream cone, for example) But I was never embarrassed by it. To this day I sometimes share a cone with DH if we take the kids out for ice cream.

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Anonymous wrote:Not sure but the only way to fix it is to go get an ice cream every single time until you develop positive associations. I suggest the chocolate eclair.

I like your way of thinking