Sometimes, I think I'm not completely right in the head dept.

I've noticed I'm anxious at the mere thought of going out and seeing friends. Why ? Because I know I'll probably drink. And worse, even, I'll eat more and eat stuff that won't be as healthy as I have at home. (My concept of healthy is pretty extreme. I sometimes manage to feel guilty if I've eaten too much veggie soup.)

I'm not really anorexic. I know that for a fact. I'm more of an orthorexic, i.e. someone who's on a constant health and fitness kick. And I'm also a control freak, which might explain why I'm anxious when I have to relinquish control over what's in my plate.

Thank God I loosen up once I've drunk a couple of glasses. Otherwise, I imagine what dinner parties with me would be like.
"Do you know how many calories there are in this ?," would I ask every three seconds.
"We don't give a fuck", would anwer the guests.
Repeat ad nauseam until fed up guests tie me and gag me or call the nuthouse, depending on their mood.

Blythou out.