A view of a restaurant table. A woman holds a chip over a bowl of dip.

Just Try It – Facing My Fears One Spice at a Time

Listen to the podcast

Trying new foods and recipes has never really been my thing. When I sit down to eat, I just want to like what I’m eating. I want to feel safe. What if I spend forty-five minutes cooking something that tastes like ass? But at the root of not wanting to try something new is fear. In the case of food—not a huge deal. But, what am I denying myself when I shy away from facing other kinds of fears?

Lately, I’ve been trying to just grab the paprika because even though I don’t know what it tastes like, I might actually like it. Another fear I have is flying without the children. Because it’s important to be there for our family, G and I are going to have to get on a plane without the kids. I’m also trying to encourage myself to have difficult but meaningful conversations with loved ones, because I want my relationships to be as open and honest as possible.

The people I look to emulate are open to all life has to offer. While I’m not going to go skydiving or start eating seafood anytime soon, I don’t have to always play it safe. I can take some risks. This week it’s paprika. Next week I might go crazy and let the foods on my plate touch. I’m kidding…sort of.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

    Welcome to my blog! Here you can read about what’s on my mind as I try my best to recover from screaming at my kids and nagging the bejesus out my husband.

    Join TeamConfessions, a.k.a. "TeamC"—the posts are super short—you’ve got this. 

    Looking for something specific?


    From the Archives

    Share Everywhere:

    Ready to join me?

    I would love for you to join me as I work to undo these old patterns and evolve to create a more serene and accepting existence. (And you should know that I still want to ear flick the little knuckleheads {this includes my husband} when they don’t rinse a dish before putting it in the dishwasher — always a work in progress.)
    mdm light green icon logo
    Confessions of a recovering
    micromanaging - perfectionist - martyr

    Join TeamConfessions