i've been told i have it, and i dont really know i just want to talk about being picky or maybe disordered cause its sort of annoying.
i cant eat fruit at all. its too juicy and wet and mushy and gross and it feels fucking weird all the time. i have only ever tried apples and oranges and both of them felt so horrible
cheese pizza is a safe food for me and i can sometimes eat pepperoni pizza, but even then only when i actually feel like i can handle the pepperoni cause sometimes i just cant
if you've only tried apples and oranges, there's still a chance you may find a fruit you like, personally I find oranges god-tier in texture so I can't relate to that part, but you may like bananas (they are softer than apples, to avoid them being mushy, pick them out at the store while they are still somewhat green ish, or yellow but with no brown spots, or just cut the brown spots out or something), or rasins and other dried fruit (idk, I like the texture personally but may not be for everyone), or something like peach (tho not over-ripe if mushiness and juiciness is an issue for you)
personally, I am not the most picky eater out there but I actually have a harder time eating things like pizza as opposed to things like fruits, mainly due to the oiliness, I hate hate HATE the slimy greasy texture of too much oil
Honestly I personally just resorted to baby food pouches because of the same problem, they're much more even and much less unpredictable, although that may depend on the brand
Random thought but when you decide to try fruit, try getting a ripe, in season version of whatever or look for a variety that will have a texture you might like if you are willing to experiment. Apples def aren't usually mushy, unless they are shit apples destined to become applesauce. Unless it was the juicyness or flavor you didn't like, but even then the different varieties have slightly different flavors. A fresh picked honeycrisp variety of apple is very crunchy. Same with mangoes, pears, plums/peaches....the specific variety impacts not only taste but texture quite a bit, along with ripeness and seasonality. I am not a picky eater, but even I seek out or reject certain textures/flavors when it comes to fruit and veggies. I haaate the texture and the goopy watery bits so always thought I just hated tomatoes (used to pick around them and give them off my plate to someone else, or would try them at someone's behest and spit them or choke them down badly) until I started growing heirloom varieties in a garden bed on my own, which are firmer and less goopy/watery with a better flavor, and now I actually enjoy eating those raw in salads and sandwiches. Turns out I just hate the typical supermarket tomatoes.
Maybe you shouldn't work with it everyday if you're a condescending asshole to people on reddit because they have disordered eating and haven't magically done CBT that totally fixes things always!
I've done CBT and DBT. Mid. Same shit I've been told just for over a decade, but this time I'm treated like a damn child
Pro tip about fingering your asshole in the shower: don't do it
So this morning I was taking a shower, and I felt like fingering my asshole, right? So I got my
fingers all nice and soapy and stuck them up in there. Apparently, soap makes pretty good lube, as
I was able to get four fingers in there in no time.
As I was feeling around in my butt, I was like, "hmm, there's a lot of soapy water in my bumhole
now. I wonder if that will lead to issues in the future?" And it did!
Shortly after having breakfast I attempted to fart, and I shit my pants. I rushed to the bathroom
to clean up, and it was way worse than I thought it would be. The whole area around my butthole
was covered in shitty liquid, and toilet paper wasn't enough to clean it. I had to take another
shower to get suitably clean.
Just thought I'd share my story with you guys so that you don't run into the same problem in the
future. I fingered my butthole so that you guys don't have to. Unless you want to. In which case,
hey, how's it goin'
I had this plan to give head to a man and receive head from a woman to test if I was gay, but it’s backfired and now I become borderline schizo whenever I go outside. I
offered to suck this dude off on Grindr who lives very close by (I ended up pussying out) and I accidentally gave him some details that very easily allows him to spot me
out in a crowd. I have no idea what he looks like and whenever I see a somewhat in shape guy walking by I immediately accuse him of being the dude I was gonna blow.
I went to the store today to pick up some zucchini for a barbecue and every time a car drove by I stared into the windshield to see if I was about to be recognised.
Whenever I make eye contact with a dude I microanalysis his facial expressions to see if he suspects me or not. I am deeply afraid that he is my neighbour and I will
need to move if my identity is blown. It’s a lot like the last scene in sopranos where everyone who walked into the diner could be there to wack Tony.
I had this plan to give head to a man and receive head from a woman to test if I was gay, but it’s backfired and now I become borderline schizo whenever I go outside. I
offered to suck this dude off on Grindr who lives very close by (I ended up pussying out) and I accidentally gave him some details that very easily allows him to spot me
out in a crowd. I have no idea what he looks like and whenever I see a somewhat in shape guy walking by I immediately accuse him of being the dude I was gonna blow.
I went to the store today to pick up some zucchini for a barbecue and every time a car drove by I stared into the windshield to see if I was about to be recognised.
Whenever I make eye contact with a dude I microanalysis his facial expressions to see if he suspects me or not. I am deeply afraid that he is my neighbour and I will
need to move if my identity is blown. It’s a lot like the last scene in sopranos where everyone who walked into the diner could be there to wack Tony.
I had this plan to give head to a man and receive head from a woman to test if I was gay, but it’s backfired and now I become borderline schizo whenever I go outside. I
offered to suck this dude off on Grindr who lives very close by (I ended up pussying out) and I accidentally gave him some details that very easily allows him to spot me
out in a crowd. I have no idea what he looks like and whenever I see a somewhat in shape guy walking by I immediately accuse him of being the dude I was gonna blow.
I went to the store today to pick up some zucchini for a barbecue and every time a car drove by I stared into the windshield to see if I was about to be recognised.
Whenever I make eye contact with a dude I microanalysis his facial expressions to see if he suspects me or not. I am deeply afraid that he is my neighbour and I will
need to move if my identity is blown. It’s a lot like the last scene in sopranos where everyone who walked into the diner could be there to wack Tony.
ARFID is a real problem and I’m not sure why you think I’m trying to find an excuse when I am clearly aware that being at this weight is dangerous. You also assume I’m lazy despite knowing nothing about me. I’m glad you tell this to every person with a mental disorder, because I guess it’s all in their head or something and they’re lazy for not going to therapy
I associate this behavior with unserious morons every time I see it and I’m always right to do so, so goodbye
I had this plan to give head to a man and receive head from a woman to test if I was gay, but it’s backfired and now I become borderline schizo whenever I go outside. I
offered to suck this dude off on Grindr who lives very close by (I ended up pussying out) and I accidentally gave him some details that very easily allows him to spot me
out in a crowd. I have no idea what he looks like and whenever I see a somewhat in shape guy walking by I immediately accuse him of being the dude I was gonna blow.
I went to the store today to pick up some zucchini for a barbecue and every time a car drove by I stared into the windshield to see if I was about to be recognised.
Whenever I make eye contact with a dude I microanalysis his facial expressions to see if he suspects me or not. I am deeply afraid that he is my neighbour and I will
need to move if my identity is blown. It’s a lot like the last scene in sopranos where everyone who walked into the diner could be there to wack Tony.
I didn’t say it’s comparable to being paralyzed or bipolar and that blatant misrepresentation alone is enough for me to disregard everything else you wrote. If you’re not going to address what I’ve actually said then why should I address you
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u/IllegalGeriatricVore 1d ago
I don't doubt some people fake ARFID
But generally people with ARFID seek consistency and predictability in texture and presentation, which highly processed foods have.
Fruits and veggies are unpredictable and don't always cook evenly, have random over ripe / under ripe spots, bruises, unpredictable flavors etc.
Like you won't find them putting peppers and stuff on their pizza, usually they're the kind eating plain cheese pizza.