wow! I knew i had a disorder but my therapist totally wrote off the idea. when i was younger i sought help from therapists but nobody would help so i gave up and just eat what i like. I only knew 2 people like me. My cousin and a guy in college who i beat as being pickier. I have been picky for as long as i can remember. My mom cooked only what i liked bc she wanted me to eat even if it meant more work. I eat steak and beef roast with any kind of potatoes. Why do they ruin mashed potatoes with chunks of something? I eat chicken baked or fried. I like plain bread or rolls and cheese garlic bread and pizza with sausage. I got adventurous in my 20s and added cheese to my burgers and ate cheesesteaks or roast beef sandwiches. I will gag if i tried any fruit or vegetable or salad or fish or beans. I like chocolate no nuts or fruit and plain cake yellow or choc and plain cookies. No sauces or spices but my friend introduced me to quesodillas. Just a harmless tortilla toasted up with chicken and cheese hold the disgusting guacamole and sour cream. My dad made it worse one day when he tried to force feed me peaches in syrup and my mom abandoned me there. He gave up. My cousins family teases me i only eat beige food. I avoid social gatherings and leave early if i have to attend. I offended my host family in France with my limited eating and also i dont like alcohol when their wine isa national symbol. I cant travel to exotic countries bc of the food. I couldnt join the military out of high school i knewi would starve. I couldnt join the Peace Corp out of college and go to Africa bc of the strange food. I used to be a healthy weight until i started a boring job and ate cookies every morning. Now i am overweight. I struggle with what to have for lunch at work and what to eat in the a.m. at work when i am hungry. I am so glad to have a diagnosis and hear other peoples stories.