I have an eating disorder. There is something I never thought I would say out loud. At least that is what I have been told to call it. Personally, I refer to myself as a picky eater. I don’t think I have a problem. But hear me out and help me decide.
I have 2 rules regarding the foods I consume. Just two measly rules.
- I only eat food that I have memory of eating as a young kid.
- I do not eat brightly coloured foods.
Listed out plainly, one may think this does not make sense, and I would partially agree with you. I wrote a long and passionate post about what I think my problem with food is but I lost it. (Don’t ask how, I have no idea, I thought it was in the drafts, but I apparently did not write it on this account. I have checked my other 3249238 accounts but nothing.) It was almost like a book long. I am not about to start writing all over. The emotion is long gone.
I will however start up a series that delves into why I hate food over the next couple of posts. I think it has
everything a lot to do with who I am as a person. I am making steps to improve my eating habits. Partly because I finally get what people are talking about but mainly because I am currently in a part of my life where all the foods around me is brightly coloured with names I have never heard. So this series will help me see if I am making progress in this bizarre journey I am on.