By Jay Ayer
It has come to my attention that, although this site has posted multiple articles about the past of several staff writers and members of Infinite Wisdom, I have not yet written anything too personal about myself. My bio exists on the Staff page, but that is only a cursory overview of who I am as a person; so I thought that I should cover several aspects of who I am over a series of articles. I guess I should start with one of the most prominent aspects of my life: my picky eating habits. People in my life have often compared my eating habits to those of a child’s because I constantly eat the same things each day while refusing to try most new foods. Now, I understand that being an adult and not being comfortable with most foods is strange, but that’s who I am. I wish I could say that my eating habits make life easier because I only have to buy and eat certain things, but this is sadly not the case. My entire life is a series of explaining my habits to people, with my embarrassment only getting worse as I grow older. There have been hundreds of occasions where I have attended events or visited someone’s house and I had to try to not act hungry when food is offered to me. I am not actively avoiding certain foods; they just never seem edible to me. This problem has extended far into my personal life because my family and friends could never take me places where foods I liked were served. I have on multiple occasions only eaten appetizers at restaurants because I cannot stomach what’s on the menu. I as well have a history of sitting through meals with friends and family, only to ask them to stop for me to buy myself food on the way home. The feeling of knowing that I drag people down like that with my eating habits is exhausting, and there are people in my life that do not understand the severity of my problem. Certain foods make me sick to look at. I cannot look at foods like onions, chili, and rare meat without having the urge to throw up. My habits have angered family members when, at restaurants, I send my food back to the kitchen if it has even touched food I don’t eat. They always said that being picky was not an excuse and that I was being childish and should just eat the food. Even though my family has lived with my habits my entire life, they still do not understand that I am not just picky, that there is something fundamentally different with the way I look at food. I have lost friends who thought my habits were too high maintenance, and I have caused several arguments between people who defend my eating habits and people who do not defend them. It is safe to say that my eating habits have not made my life any easier in the slightest. I encourage every reader who knows an adult picky eater like myself to offer understanding for their behavior instead of opposition towards it. I know my behavior is not healthy nor ideal, but I am trying to change. I have significantly cut down the list of what I do not eat, but the list still remains. I do not expect every reader to understand how much this problem has affected my life, but I do expect every reader to challenge their original thought about picky eaters.
Thank you for allowing me to share a little about myself.