I will never understand why people judge others for not liking certain foods, or thinking picky eaters are just trying to get attention when much of the time, especially for adults, itās really not a choice. Why would I ever CHOOSE this life?
I am the pickiest eater I know, tastebuds of a toddler despite being a grown adult. I genuinely hate it, but thereās nothing I can do about it. I have to survive off the same like dozen foods and meals, and it gets boring and can be genuinely inconvenient and embarrassing.
There are so many foods that I look at and think āthat looks deliciousā but I know for a fact that I would hate it in practice.
Sushi? Looks fucking devine, and I would love to be able to enjoy it. I canāt stand any form of seafood so that is squarely off the table. That goes for a lot of foods, even candy. I want to love them in theory but I know for a fact I wonāt be able to stomach them in practice.
I even have to use kidsā toothpaste because I canāt stand mint. I have nutrient deficiencies because of this shit, guys, and thatās definitely gonna shorten my lifespan to at least some degree. I did not just ādecideā to dislike peanut butter for attention, I have to hold my breath when making my partner PB&J sandwiches. It isnāt fun.
Iām not even allergic to anything either, so people will just judge my inability to eat certain things as if it is a choice, when itās genuinely not.
And itās not like an āoh you should try more foods because you might end up enjoying themā, because I HAVE tried things. Itās not that I havenāt tried, Iāve just learned what very few ingredients I enjoy, because most things make me unable to continue chewing.
If I donāt like the smell of something, I know I wonāt like the taste, I literally never have, not once. Iāve disliked plenty of foods that I liked the smell of, though. It feels like a cruel joke at times.
I can only try new things that have the ingredients I know I will enjoy, because I cannot afford to feed my garbage cans.
The worst part honestly though is other people who donāt understand just assuming that Iām trying to be difficult or particular. Sorry that I donāt want your casserole, Karen, it looks lovely, but youād be far more offended if I took a bite and had to spit it into my napkin in front of you because I canāt get through chewing it. Please just take the āno thank youā and understand that if I COULD enjoy more things, I WOULD!