The other day I was at lunch with some friends and I started to have some old anxieties pop up. I realized though that by talking about them they are unusually easier to deal with when I am open about what I am feeling. So I shared with my friends, as embarrassing as it was, that although we ordered the exact same thing I was coveting their plates. Thoughts started streaming through my mind.... Did they get more? I want their plate! Would it be totally out of the question for me to ask them to switch plates? Can I possibly come up with a good enough reason for switching? Will they think I am completely out of my mind to share these thoughts? So, I bit the bullet and did. As I started to talk about my neuroses, we all started laughing! Their jaws dropped a little bit at first but then we all started sharing about how we all have issues. Mine just happen to be with food. I mean come on, I'm the girl who used to drive through Taco Bell and wouldn't pull forward until the poor teenager at the register was very clear that I wanted my seven layer burrito, to look exactly like the picture. So yeah, maybe I don't drive through Taco Bell as often as I used to but I have to celebrate my progress with the fact that I no longer hound the teenager behind the register and I am able to talk about wanting to switch plates versus actually doing it. We all have these thoughts right?! I can't possibly be the only girl who knows their order by number or wants to make sure that they feel just as full as their friends, ordering the same dish. I often wonder if these thought processes will ever stop creeping up. Maybe they will, maybe they won't. Who knows? I'll keep you posted!