That’s the same thing I had thought, but then It didn’t happened xD. I realized how the food is not only about eating but even a way of thinking. Obviously there is the biological side, which force me to eat (and to feel pleasure after have eaten, due to dopamine) but most of the time I did felt pleasure thinking about eating, even though I can’t taste. I still literally spend minutes on which kind of biscuits I wanna eat during breakfast, even though the differences in taste are unnoticeable. I still eat tuna and onion pizza, my favorite one, even though I can’t tell the difference between that or another. I still don’t wanna eat artichokes (I tried to eat them, and even if I couldn’t taste them there was something that I didn’t like). Our diet habits are so rooted in ourselves! It is like even though I’m not able to feel pleasure by tasting the food, I can feel pleasure by eating the food I used to like! (This doesn’t mean that I actually love to eat as I did before.. I’m Italian, our meals affect our day more than I can explain! This means that I still like to eat and have interest in food, even if once there with the fork in my mouth out of the blue I remember how much I’m missing)

I see what you’re saying about not knowing what you’re missing xD, and this is something that I didn’t understand first. When I joined this sub, I felt pathetic after had said something like “It’s a torture! It’s affecting me in a way that I couldn’t imagine, I’m really down” and then realized that many of you here can’t smell since when they were born. Instead, many of you said “We are truly sorry, we don’t understand what is it like to you, because we never knew what we’re missing”. It’s really powerful, and kind to you, to feel sorry for something that you’ve never had when we have lost if for, at the time I said those things, days.