Food Obsessions / Restrictions

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I can't stand foods that are even the least bit spicy. I don't know why but the taste is just too strong so most of what I eat is fairly bland. I figure it is because my sense of smell is fairly acute and taste buds are the same sort of tissue that is used for smell so there may be a correlation. I also am addicted to every kind of unhealthy junk food (that isn't spicy!) that you can imagine.

Lately I have been trying to cut all of the junk food out and lose weight but my body and mind keep trying to make me eat that which I shouldn't. I was eating too much salt, too many carbs and too much sugar but my doctor scared me when he wanted me to get tested for diabetes. I haven't had the test yet ( I am terrified of needles!) but I am hoping my recent dietary changes and weight loss will make for a better result if I ever do go and get tested.

I also eat only very bland foods and can't stand any kind of spices at all. My family claims that my foods have no taste to them.

When I was a kid they used to try to make me experiment and broaden my horizons, but it just didn't work. I could immediately tell when a dish had something extra in it, even if it was just a little bit of spice, and that usually makes it taste just so horrible I can't eat it. If it's just a tiny bit sometimes I'd force it down just because I didn't want to cause trouble and be difficult, but I hated it.

By now they've given up and usually mother makes one dish for them and another for me. It helps that I don't mind repetitive foods so if there's leftovers I can eat them multiple days in a row.

I like most food but I have to eat it in order. I will start at the bottom of the plate and work clockwise around.I have done this since I was a child and. Never noticed till some family member said something when I was about seven.They told me I was eating wrong and that I was suppose to take a bite out of each thing and to eat that way.Needless to say the rest of the meal did not go very well.Ido however hate licorice and cannot tolerate the smell.Also I cannot handle anything sticky,it gives me shivers just thinking about it.

I eat the EXACT same things.

Well, minus the jelly. Add cheese pizza, without sauce, ice cream, tortilla chips, and white rice to this list and he's my twin. Is he single?

I think it's about the texture, and perhaps the repetition. Most people like trying new foods, but that doesn't work for us. New stuff tastes weird. Is he allergic to gluten, or what?

I don't think it's a purposeful thing. I've tried branching out and liking new foods, but rarely can do it for a long time. I have a bad gag reflux and just don't enjoy other types of foods. Either the texture or flavor that I'm not used to really bothers me. Most people can deal with new types of foods and enjoy "pot luck dinners" or buffets... I rarely can stomach anything at them.

My parents tried to make me eat or even try green peas, black eyed peas, and other food as a kid. I would literally gag on my plate.

It's a bad gag reflux. Some biscuits I love, but others have a chalky taste that literally made me puke every time I ate one as a kid.

Finally, in college, I tried and could eat a few new things: plain waffles, blueberry muffins, plain spaghetti (can't handle the sauce), chocolate, and sweet corn.

Once I tried-- and liked-- chicken terriyaki at some Asian restaurant by campus. I was with a group of new friends, so I didn't want to be the weird freak who only ate plain white rice. I've tried chicken terriyaki at other restaurants since, and rarely like it.

People tell me the foods I like are bland.

I don't like spices. Salt is spicy enough to me. I hate salad dressing. I hate pepper.

I don't like weird textures (casseroles? I would rather puke). That's the problem with some types of biscuits.

I stick to the same foods over and over. I'll go to the grocery store and buy 4 gallons of white milk, 10 cheese pizzas of a certain brand, 5 sweet corn, 4 boxes of the same exact waffles.... I get some weird looks at checkout.

As a kid, for years I ate plain white rice most of the time. I was nutritionally deficient and ended up going to a doctor.

I wouldn't eat food that "touched" each other as a kid. If my rice touched my mac & cheese, I had to get a new plate. And I used a new spoon for each type of food. Restaurants loved me...

I love salt. I saturate white rice and popcorn and even cheese with it. I love sugar. I can eat a tube of cake icing straight up.

Vegetables still make me gag. The few that don't I just don't like. My parents got mad when I was a kid for hating most restaurants and having "special needs" with food. Not all kids are "picky eaters" on purpose. I seriously couldn't help it... but people don't understand that.

It's not a purposeful thing for me-- just a natural bad gag reflux and taste preference.

I'm not sure if there's anything you can do about it. Maybe he could try similar foods to what he already likes?

For example, trying breaded mozerella sticks instead of plain cheese... or maybe kids foods that are more bland. In college I tried a Kid Cuisine pizza meal, and discovered I liked the sweet corn that came with it.

I would leave him alone and get some good vitamins. Maybe he can branch out, but it takes a not of emotional energy as an adult to not puke trying to eat vegetables. It's awkward to not have normal food preferences, and embarrassing in social situations, but it's not like I'm choosing to do it.

I have strange restrictions with food. I don't like my meals being too bland (well, I don't think many people do). I don't like salad stuff like cabbage, lettuce, tomatoes, stuff like that. And it's a pain in the arse when you go into a shop to buy a sandwich and every sandwich has something I don't like in it with something you do like, for example I like cheese or ham but there is always something else with it like egg or mayonnaise or tomato or lettuce, and it drives me mad. They used to do just plain cheese or plain ham, but they don't seem to sell them any more (only in places like Cornwall and the Isle of Wight) so buying sandwiches from supermarkets is out of the question. And taking the food I don't like out of sandwiches isn't an option either because it still tastes of it after.

And I can't stand having silly meals what aren't substantial or are too dry, like a piece of chicken and a couple of waffles slapped on to a plate. I prefer proper meals, where the whole plate is filled up and the food is overlapping one and another so it looks so much more appertising.

I have SED, self-diagnosed because the diagnosis doesn't exist officially were i live(if anywhere?). My psychologist agreed with me that it seemed to fit.

I don't eat meat, vegetables or fruit (except for apples). I don't eat anything that counts as dinner except for fries. I'm really picky with brands too, only Kellogs cornflakes for example. I mainly eat breakfast-food and snacks.

I don't know why, I've never had any kind of trauma around food before i started to be picky I'm convinced it's neurological or the result of my sensitive taste-buds.

I used to be really picky as a kid. Wouldn't eat any vegetables or soups etc. It got me into huge problems at school (we have free school dinners here in Finland). My parents somehow understood my food weirdnesses and didn't push me too hard, but the people at school made it into a huge problem. In the past fewyears, I have kind of learned to eat more healthily. There are some things that I still won't touch, like some soups and anything containing liver. With liver, I get sick even from the smell of it. The most vile thing in the world is liver casserole ( a casserole made of liver and raisins, it looks and tastes exactly like vomit)

I think I've figured it out now--my food routines/restrictions are like an antidepressant. A source of structure. Something to look forward to.

It is really not an ideal existence, since it also can estrange me from the family and renders a social life nonexistent, but I've found that when I have a perfect daily plan, with the same breakfast and lunch and a rotation between 4 or 5 favorite dinners--in which I usually eat juuusst enough (and often not enough ), mealtime becomes INCREDIBLE. Every step of the eating process: for example, the beginning with 3 little sharp cheddar slices, then the avocado sandwich with my favorite chips and green vegetable side, followed by the 5 little cookies, fudge pop, and chocolate square...it's nearly pure bliss. I don't want to be overly sappy, as I've been on trips and have had to set the routine aside at times, but this is what keeps me going. Without doing this stuff, I don't know what I would do, but I often CRAVE the company of my family and others and know that this way of living just keeps me away.

It's a tough choice: the structure or the joys of seeing my cousins, meeting people my age, etc. I have opened up a little lately, though