The blue cheese cycle: How we force ourselves to “grow”
I don’t like blue cheese. I can’t get over the smell. I physically can’t do it. But every time blue cheese is placed on a charcuterie board or tossed into a salad I order, I force myself to eat it and pretend to like it. I am determined to someday be a person who likes blue cheese. Why? Because adults are supposed to like blue cheese. And I want to be treated with respect, like an adult.