I've been a picky eater for as long as I can remember and I've always gotten a lot of shit about it. I'll eat something that people aren't used to seeing me eat and then the comments come, "Emma are you really eating that?" "Do you even know what that's called?" "Who forced you to eat that" and after a while I get very uncomfortable with all these people watching me eat that I just stop. I don't remember that last time I ate all three meals at normal times. I wait until I get home from school before I actually eat something, and I skip breakfast because no breakfast foods are appealing to me and it's much to early to eat. I thought I was getting better too. This summer I tried a couple new things when I went on a trip to Europe, but it turns out that was my peak and it's only downhill from there. Foods that I used to love no longer have much or any appeal to me. This scares me, a lot. I'm only 17 years and at the rate I'm losing interest in food I won't like anything by the time I'm 25. Tomorrow's thanksgiving. My least favorite holiday because everyone has to butt into my business about what I'm eating. Wish me luck.