I have constant anxiety around mealtimes. Thankfully I live by myself so I can sort if fudge it when family or bf asks but when I'm forced into a position like out at a restataunt . Severe anxiey and panic sets in. I get up from the table no less than 15 times and try to skimp by with the easiest meal freaking the whole time. The easiest thing is to usually politely decline invitations so I don't end up looking like the road runner at the restataunt and extenuating my issue. People are starting to get the picture and leave me be to my isolation. I hate it but I hate the panic worse.