I lived in Savannah for a few years and I loved the cold! I’m from Florida (and had to return, sadly), so I was so happy to not be sweating all the time.

Same. I always wear closed toe shoes and they get taken off near the door. People, animals, and nature in general are just disgusting. I don’t want to touch pavement with my hands, and I don’t want my bare feet touching it, either.

I guess you should never move to Florida, then. People wear flip-flops all the time down here, even in the middle of January.

Right?

I’ve been through a similar situation. Until very recently I had a phobia of vomiting, which developed when I was a kid.

I feel for you and your sister. We just don’t understand the body as well as we need to and answers are often elusive.

I’m sorry that you have had the same kind of fear of food. Although, it’s a good thing that you did get your daughter tested when she was young.

Aww. Give me some love for me. I’m glad to hear she’s at least feeling a bit better.

I’ve had a similar experience. If I’d been a kid now I think I would have been diagnosed more quickly, but Autism wasn’t a big thing in the 90's.

NEAT!

Lymphoma got my pup, too. To say that it sucks is too light a term.

That sounds like it would really, majorly suck. All of them within a year? I just lost one of mine suddenly and our remaining dog is 18 (Eighteen. One-eight.). He’s not doing horrible, but we’re keeping our eyes peeled.

I just lost my buddy of 11 years about three weeks ago. Advanced lymphoma that he didn’t warn us about. He’d been to the vet a lot for an ear infection over the last seven months or so and even the vets didn’t realize anything was majorly wrong.

Dear Lord.

That’s really cool! I wish I could see them to take photos!

Yeah. I’ve been living at home with my parents and have a GP, psychiatrist, and therapist who’ve been helping me through the process.

I’m somewhere on the spectrum as well and the weirdness is real. For me it’s down to smell and texture on a visceral reaction and down to afraid of feeling ill on a more mental basis.

I feel this. I’m at a shaky point with everything.  I just want to get on with my life and wish that food wouldn’t be so central to the human experience. It made me suicidal during the holidays because I couldn’t participate at all and was left me so isolated and hollow.

“[David] wouldn’t eat anything another person prepared unless provided with an exhaustive account of its ingredients.”

The first is edging a way too close lately.