First of all, I just want to thank all of my readers for all their love and support, as well their advice and feedback. It means a lot. ?
In the 6 months since I’ve come back to blogging, I’ve found a lot of love an acceptance from people I’ve never even met. And it’s really cool. I wish I saw this acceptance more in the real world.
Anyway, there is something about me that I want my devoted readers to know. I have a…I guess you could call it a condition or ailment or whatever where I don’t eat all of the things that a person usually eats. And since I’ve probably baffled you, I’m going to elaborate a bit.
When I was really young (I was probably around 3), I got sick. My dad thinks it was from a fast food hamburger (which is why I can’t stand beef). Before that, everything was fine. I was developing my taste for food as normal. But then I got so sick, that I ended up in the hospital and I was feeling really bad and I was just hating every minute of it (I don’t remember much but what I do remember was not good). After that, my eating was pretty much ruined.
I tried to get back on track as far as developing tastes for things but every time I would try something, I would get nauseous, a lot of times gagging the food back up (It still happens from time to time). My dad tried everything to solve this problem but to no avail.
It was really hard when I was younger because I was so afraid of trying foods that were new to me. But as I’ve grown older, the fear has eased a bit, thankfully. And my condition is only as big of deal as me simply being extremely picky.
So what do I eat? Well, I love chicken but I only eat it certain ways (fried). I love fries. I love pizza. I eat pork occasionally. I’ll do fried fish from time to time. I love most fruits (I’m still getting used to the texture of strawberries ?). I love sugary foods (donuts, cookies, etc.). I love certain types of bread (biscuits, garlic bread). I’ll eat cereal and granola bars.
But other than the foods listed above, I don’t eat anything else.
This is something that I kind of hate about myself, even though I can’t exactly help it. I hate it because it makes more different from my friends and that every time I go out, I’m always afraid that I won’t be able to find something I’ll eat and I don’t want to make my friends uncomfortable if I get sick from trying something.
I’ve avoid the possibility of going abroad for long periods of time because of this issue. There’s nothing I would love more than to spend a semester studying in some far away place like England or Australia but I’m so afraid that I’ll have trouble eating while I’m there.
But like I said, it’s getting better, little by little. My progress isn’t as fast as I would like it to be but I’m a lot better than what I used to be. I think when I finally have a steady job and my career is stable, I’ll start going to a therapist or some professional who can help me more. I think as long as I’m determined to improve, I’ll get better.
Side note: I’ve add some links to some of the resources I’ve used to help develop this site, including a link to The New Boston where you can find lots of different coding tutorials.