Boiling anxiety

It is amazing how few single men actually cook well for themselves.
Subconsciously and out of old habit I have been dining out or using my great friends to keep me with nice food.
Cooking has always been an absolute struggle for me psychologically and I don't know why. Any time I had to cook or thought that I should do it, my heart almost stopped from anxiety. Here in Sweden my friend Lena has no intention to cook for me every day I stay at her place and I soon had to do something about it.
I went to the supermarket and asked the first housewify looking lady I could find to help me. I said it was an emergency and I had to find something easy and good to cook immediately. Plus, she aso hd to tell me how to make it. It turned out her husband was standing next to her and he was not too impressed by me. Luckily the lady had a great idea straight away. She helped me find the ingredients to fried fish with potato and a caviar-dill-creme fraiche sauce. Somehow I not only managed to cook this but the fish was perfectly fried and my anxiety disappeared as in some religious vision. It was like I had seen the light or Jesus or something. Only God knows what happened that day but I have made dinner for us a couple more times since then and enjoyed every minute of it. This is a very strange phenomena that I will have to ask all the psychologist friends and relativest hat I seem to be surrounded by.
For some reason they are everywhere in my life but that is another story...
The trick will be to learn what to stock in my fridge when I get back to Australia (or perhaps I should just get myself a whife).
My healthy diet, which started six months ago, went straight out the window as I arived in Sweden. This was serious, so I decided to give myself two weeks of Marabou chocolate, Hot Dogs with shrimp salad, Ballerina Chocolate bisquits, Licorice pipes and other Swedish delicatessen unavailable in Australia. Now I am slowly returning to the horse diet I was put on before: Water and Hard Feed (A 40 Kilo bag of Horse Mix should provide muesli for my yogurt for approximately 3 years at a very reasonable price).
I am able to go to the gym regularly and I mix my organic supplements daily too.
Sometimes I wonder; at what age is it considered that a nice health concious man who eats cabbage for lollies, pushes himself hard at the gym and continues to dye his hair, has become an old freak?