I used to eat everything. It started about when I was 5 I would get picky. I remember getting grounded because I wouldn't eat my meatloaf and I would go to bed hungry because I didn't want mashed potatoes. I get anxiety attacks just thinking about being near the foods I don't like. Maybe once a year I can get out of my comfort zone and try a food. It's only with salty things too, I'm up to try any dessert. And I prefer eating salty foods anyway. There was a point in time where I would only eat reduced fat peanut butter (no reason other than it tasted better to me) Nutella and chicken Ramen noodles. I think visiting my hometown and having their good pizza got me out of it.

I'm 17 and still a picky eater and I can't stand foods I don't like. I'm deathly afraid of mayo. I'm already diagnosed with bipolar. Which intensifies my opposition to trying foods/eating food I don't like. I wish my mom would understand.