I like making pancakes. It’s one of the things I pride myself in being good at. One day, I decided to make pancakes for my partner, and I was very excited. I went to buy the flour, eggs and milk, and as I was stirring the ingredients, she said: “Alex, you’re stirring the ingredients in the wrong order!”
It was a throwaway comment. But I remember my euphoria and excitement for the evening instantly disappeared. I almost went non-verbal. I didn’t understand why and how there could be such a drastic change in my mood.
