I've recently become a little afraid of cooking. More specifically, I'm afraid of myself. A couple weeks ago, I boiled some eggs instead of poaching them and burnt my toast. I had been keeping it together, but I kinda snapped that morning. Instead of being rational, I banged the pot on the floor repeatedly. I don't typically snap like that: I ruined the pot. Since then, I haven't wanted to cook anything because I'm afraid that I will break something else. I don't like this part of me. I probably won't eat at all this weekend. I don't want to cook anymore.
I would like to meet someone and actually have a relationship, but - aside from the unlikelihood of that ever happening - I'm scared of who I might be in an actual romantic relationship.