Love this line especially as an autistic guy who has had a different but similar relationship with cooking over the years!

I actually developed cooking as a hobby due to anorexia in my teens. For better or worse, I gained a decade of creative experience that eventually, sort of actually fed me and merged away from it simply being an unhealthy obsession.

The planning did (and does) stress me out, especially with it comes to ingredient supply timing and when to buy or chop what, but eventually I became 'the foodie' in the family. Everyone wanted me to cook for events, and I would oblige.

And you know what? I don't actually enjoy the stress of it. I've found in the past 2-3 years especially that I just want to have my 'snacking way of eating' as well! I've started to unmask, un-people-please, and say 'no' to holiday requests, and be less embarrassed when people ask what I've been cooking lately.

It turns out I don't want to cook, it's not my big passion, and that's okay.