Eh...
I'm going to start this by saying, yes I have issues that I am dealing with. And yes, I love that people enjoy the holidays. I think it's fantastic that people have specific times that they just decide to schedule as "holiday".
I don't ever really remember liking the holidays. I mean, sure, when I was little I liked Christmas, but what little kid doesn't? But as I got older, I started to like them all less and less. Thanksgiving is a big issue for me. I really have problems with eating and yes, I'm working on them, but then something like Thanksgiving comes up. I don't like eating in front of people, particularly. I'm better about it at restaurants 'cause I'm reading exactly when I'm getting. I don't know. But there are a lot of foods with textures that I can't deal with, or tastes and combinations therein. Turkey is a big one for me. I don't much like fish or fowl. Catfish I like when it's fried or breaded or whatever. Salmon I think I can eat. I haven't tried a lot of the others recently enough to just cross them off the list. But I don't much like chicken. I avoid it when I can now, deciding that more often than not, I don't enjoy it. I like ham, but if you put cinnamon on it, I have to leave the house from the smell, let alone the taste. To me, cinnamon is a flavor that only belongs on sweet baked goods. -shrug-
Needless to say, a holiday that has been commercialized to be focused around the sitting and eating of a meal with people you know is not a favorite. I hate to be impolite. I really hate it. And I was raised to eat what is in front of me whenever possible. But have a sensetive gag reflex and just can't deal with some things. Inconsistencies, for instance. If I'm eating pasta and suddenly I crunch down on something in a meal that isn't crunchy, I'm done. I can't take another bite of the meal, and whatever is in my mouth will be immediately removed. It's frustrating, as you can imagine.
So yeah. I could go on about family, of course, but I'll save you guys. I like food, just not having the pressure to eat things that I'm unsure about, or being judged by the little that is on my plate. Typically I eat before I go anywhere, which just makes me feel insulting and rude. It's kind of a no-win situation for anyone.
I don't think I've ever really shared this with anyone, but I'm tired of having it as a secret. I'm dealing with it, so I should share right? -sigh-
I don't ever really remember liking the holidays. I mean, sure, when I was little I liked Christmas, but what little kid doesn't? But as I got older, I started to like them all less and less. Thanksgiving is a big issue for me. I really have problems with eating and yes, I'm working on them, but then something like Thanksgiving comes up. I don't like eating in front of people, particularly. I'm better about it at restaurants 'cause I'm reading exactly when I'm getting. I don't know. But there are a lot of foods with textures that I can't deal with, or tastes and combinations therein. Turkey is a big one for me. I don't much like fish or fowl. Catfish I like when it's fried or breaded or whatever. Salmon I think I can eat. I haven't tried a lot of the others recently enough to just cross them off the list. But I don't much like chicken. I avoid it when I can now, deciding that more often than not, I don't enjoy it. I like ham, but if you put cinnamon on it, I have to leave the house from the smell, let alone the taste. To me, cinnamon is a flavor that only belongs on sweet baked goods. -shrug-
Needless to say, a holiday that has been commercialized to be focused around the sitting and eating of a meal with people you know is not a favorite. I hate to be impolite. I really hate it. And I was raised to eat what is in front of me whenever possible. But have a sensetive gag reflex and just can't deal with some things. Inconsistencies, for instance. If I'm eating pasta and suddenly I crunch down on something in a meal that isn't crunchy, I'm done. I can't take another bite of the meal, and whatever is in my mouth will be immediately removed. It's frustrating, as you can imagine.
So yeah. I could go on about family, of course, but I'll save you guys. I like food, just not having the pressure to eat things that I'm unsure about, or being judged by the little that is on my plate. Typically I eat before I go anywhere, which just makes me feel insulting and rude. It's kind of a no-win situation for anyone.
I don't think I've ever really shared this with anyone, but I'm tired of having it as a secret. I'm dealing with it, so I should share right? -sigh-