In the course of trying to set up a real-life gathering of picky eaters – which incidentally, I think is going ahead next month sometime – I ran a mental simulation of what it might be like. And I realised it would be really weird – in a good way, I mean.
Because I have never in all my life met another person who is like me in this regard. I’ve never met someone who knows what it’s like to not count certain things as food. I’ve never met another person who’s lived their whole life with all that that entails. I’ve never met a person who I wouldn’t have to explain this to. I’ve never met a person who knows what it’s like, who actually understands. Ever. I’ve been so alone with this my whole life, I kind of can’t imagine what it would be like to suddenly not be the only one in the room like this. Do you know what I mean?