we met one of my northern cousins at the mounds and she was pulling out all the stops trying to tempt me into coming to visit her and i brought like a full picnic spread so she mentioned b-ham's got a great food culture and i had to explain my parosmia to her and i do think i got it across but it's literally so sad to me that if i do go visit her (which i probably will) i'm just gonna keep eating my ten little things that i eat. 🥲 like i could walk into a michelin star restaurant rn and have to immediately leave because it smells like corpse stench in there. i try not to think much of it or allow it much meaning in my life but i currently associate food with disgust to the degree that in a new city i would not even try the food. 😠that's so miserable lol.
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