I have never liked fish.
Occasionally I've eaten salmon made by my dad, and I give it the highest compliment I've ever given fish - it doesn't make me gag.
While serving my mission in Zimbabwe, Zambia, and Malawi, if I was ever offered/served fish, I told them I was allergic to it. I figured it was safer to lie, then to eat it and throw up in front of them.
Fast forward many years later, and you see me going to a kinesiologist yesterday. They're kind of voodoo doctors, but not. But it is really crazy what they do.
Anyway, he went through allergy/sensitivity things with me and fish/shellfish came up. He told me I should never eat it. I told him that I've never liked it, but my family has occasionally pressed me to try it.
I feel like sometimes dislikes are formed because your body knows better than you do. I don't think it works all across the board, but it was really interesting some of the things that came up for me.
The saddest one of all was avocados. Apparently my body ranks a 3+ on his scale of 1-5 as having an allergy to avocados. Funny thing is, I didn't like them/eat them at all until my mission. So I'm wondering if maybe my body knew something I didn't know and then finally gave in.
I don't know.
It's kinda bizarre stuff that those doctors do. My brain kind of exploded last night after my 2-hour visit with him.
But I do feel pretty good about knowing I wasn't lying to people like I thought I was for 18 months. (: