Every time I eat

Every time I eat, there is around half of an hour that I spend afterwards wondering if this is it...Wondering if this time, the chicken was cooked wrong, and the pathogens that grew within are strong enough to kill me.

Foodbourne illness.

I was in a food safety course, and the teacher told us so calmly how one can of botulism filled tuna killed 3 people.

Why?

To ruin any sense of safety that I had.

Is it food, or poison? Food? Poison?

Which one...