I am apparently our home’s designated chopper. When something needs chopped, somehow I’m always standing around doing nothing, and thus I am handed a knife and cutting board. We’ve gone into our freezer and found leftover onions I chopped months (years?) before.
Interestingly, when I showed this particular strip to my therapist, she found this fascinating and suggested I was trying to express something much deeper. Perhaps this is a metaphor for the way I tend to exert more energy in tasks than necessary. I attach myself to situations more closely than I should, leaving me with little energy and sometimes overwhelming emotions.
Personally, I think this strip is just about the fact that I’m the one who always ends up cutting the onions.