And Straight on 'Till Morning

I wrote this yesterday, but forgot to post it, so just remember it's one day off. I tried green beans today. The apples yesterday weren’t so bad, but the green beans brought me almost to tears. As I opened the can and put them in a Tupperware to microwave I could feel the anxiety building inside me. I repeated to myself, “No one is trying to kill me. I should not feel anxious. This is not harmful or frightening it’s just a hassle. This is just annoying not terrifying.” When the beans were warm I got out a fork, and speared a good mouthful of the beans. I could feel panic rising as I brought the beans to my mouth, so I gave up and put the fork back down. I tried three more times, once I even got the fork all the way into my mouth. Eventually I pushed a few beans of the fork so it was a smaller/less intimidating amount. I once again repeated my mantra, “No one is trying to kill me. I should not feel anxious. This is not harmful or frightening it’s just a hassle. This is just annoyin...

I have been a picky eater for as long as I can remember. In fact, I am the pickiest person I have ever met. (I've heard of people who were pickier for a while, but not for such an extended period of time.) From as far back as I can remember up until my last year of high school I ate the same things all the time. I took the same thing for lunch every day from kindergarten through high school. My parents didn't understand, but they never tried to force me to eat anything I didn't want to. (Well, except once when I was five or six, and my mom said I couldn't have anything else to eat until I ate a slice of apple. ... I went three days without food and she gave up.) While I have always just said I'm a picky eater, I now believe that I suffer from Cibophobia. Cibophobia is the fear of food. If you'd like, you can read more about it here . Why was my diet so limited? Why did I refuse to try new things? It was because trying new foods, the thought of putting the food...

So I'm pretty sure it's ok for me to copy this since they included a code on the page that was labeled "Embed the above image on your site." I tell people (specifically my roommate S*) all the time that they need to get more sleep. This is just a little bit of validation that I'm not crazy. Created by: MedicalBillingandCodingCertification.net

Yesterday I was reminded once again of how many wonderful friends I have surrounding me. I am especially grateful for the wonderful men in my life. Sometimes I feel like men are under-appreciated because we just expect them to be good and strong and all of these other wonderful qualities, but then don't praise them when they are. This post is for them; to let them know that they are appreciated and that I see their goodness and strength every day.  As an example I'll share a story. Yesterday, I took a test for one of my classes and although I won't know my grade for another week or so I felt like I did really badly. I left the testing center struggling not to cry, and started home. On my way down the stairs at the back of the hill I tripped, and fell a couple of steps hurting my already hurt foot even more. (I hurt my foot dancing on Tuesday and it had just been starting to feel better.) It was a case of adding injury to insult. I really wanted to cry, but I didn't wan...