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I blame a lot of my poor eating habits and obliviousness on my mother. She'd always go on about eating healthy and the 4 food groups and such, but she'd give adult-sized portions to us and insisted we didn't leave anything on our plate.
She'd hoarde the cookies to herself, and we'd have to "compete" with her to get any by eating as many as quickly as possible (just like she did) as soon as they were home from the store.
Now, I can't say it's entirely her fault - not even close, as I was plenty guilty of stashing cookies, going to MacDonalds with my friends on the sly, and trading my good sandwich for cupcakes at lunch-time. (And I discovered that instead of using the money given to me for the hot school lunch, I could save some money if I bought soda and a hostess pie).
Originally Posted by busker
I blame a lot of my poor eating habits and obliviousness on my mother. She'd always go on about eating healthy and the 4 food groups and such, but she'd give adult-sized portions to us and insisted we didn't leave anything on our plate.
She'd hoarde the cookies to herself, and we'd have to "compete" with her to get any by eating as many as quickly as possible (just like she did) as soon as they were home from the store.
Now, I can't say it's entirely her fault - not even close, as I was plenty guilty of stashing cookies, going to MacDonalds with my friends on the sly, and trading my good sandwich for cupcakes at lunch-time. (And I discovered that instead of using the money given to me for the hot school lunch, I could save some money if I bought soda and a hostess pie).
Oh my goodness. Honey, this is how it was in my house as a kid. I went through chunky phases and skinny phases all through school. When I reached my twenties I was 110 pounds until I had my children, then I gave up.
But my sister was really affected by this eat bad and horde behavior on the part of my Mother. My sister cannot let go of McDonald's now and I really believe it is because we were raised on it. My mother cooked maybe 3 times a year- the rest was Mc. D or some other such thing. We never had food in the house, and if we did it was cookies and junk food- and you had to grab and hide if you wanted it. We rarely ate lunch at school by the time we were in high school- we weren't given the money to do so.
You'd think we'd be skinny, right? No. I refused to eat it anymore and never got too overweight as a kid, but my sister always did. And even if she only ate once a day, she still became morbidly obese. Because of the kind of food we were made accustomed to. And the behavior towards food we were taught to have. You know, the race to the cubboard to get your cookies before they all dissappeared.
Also to this day... my Mom will get up in the middle of the night and get into the ice cream. Then she acts like she never eats and can't understand why she gained weight. I guess you might call it a closet eater. She also hides food in her room. Boxes of muffins, zingers, whatever...
Honestly- I considered the way my mother did things to be a form of child abuse. We were hungry all day, then fed crap food. There were no healthy options as far as the eye could see.