Realized a source of anxiety, and my wife helped me work through it.
Always had a strong negative emotional response to cooking--still do--but today she remembered to give me a few minutes "to get everybody on board" before making a couple of dips for The Big Game today. We went into the kitchen, and as she was gently telling me to "grate this, sprinkle that, etc" I realized my anxiety was based on a fear of her getting impatient and shoving me out of the kitchen...
Don't know when that happened in my life, but I have always dreaded the kitchen because of that. I didn't know this until today. She was so patient with me, such a quiet and encouraging voice, it was actually enjoyable to make guacamole dip and the cheesy potato side.
This was HUGE for me, and I'm still happy and glowing inside because of it.