I'll start out by explaining what happened this morning.
I decided to make my Mother and Grandmother some breakfast for Mother's Day. My Mother, as usual, was so unappreciative about it. As I was cooking it sort of popped into my head that the only thing that made me ever feel loved by my mom was when she cooked for me, because that's how she expressed her love. On the other side of the coin she would always make fun of my weight and called me fat names growing up and I just assumed this was normal behavior from a mother, loving even. She's always been critical and never really had regards for my feelings, but what ever lol
I also notice every time something happens to me romantically or just even personally, I start craving food for some reason. I mean I'm not trying to find reasons to blame others for my food choices as a means to avoid responsibility for my own eating habits, but I'm wondering if this sounds like a sound reason for why food is my go to comfort, and can anyone identify with this? How do I change my relationship with food and eating habits?



That is not exactly what I meant.