Ain’t this the truth! I find myself impressed by things that I later realize are just baseline respect. It’s so infuriating, but I’m getting better at not being so reactive.
Reflecting back on moments where I may have reacted thankfully to something like this always brings me the realization that I may have possibly reinforced a man’s idea that he is over-the-top compassionate for an act that cost him nothing. Then I start to spiral into thoughts like “ could I have added to his entitlement or ego?”
The very fact that these nonviolent yet insidious social situations are a result of this culture pains me to no end. Why are we paying for this in almost every aspect of our lives?