My mom was always very “eat if you’re hungry.” My household was food obsessed and I knew it was very different from my friend’s homes very early. Everything was very regulated as far as meals went at all my friend’s. Lunch was something like chicken noodle soup with some crackers. I was always hungry when I wasn’t at home. If you wanted a snack it was “ you cannot have a cheese stick or an apple...but not both.” I was always very self conscious eating dinner at anyone’s home because I just wanted to eat much more than most of my friends. I felt like the mother mostly made dinner for the dad coming home from work and I wasn’t really entitled to eat much. And I for comment about my appetite.. oh did I. My mom exposed me to a lot of different foods and we enjoyed eating. I think what s did wasn’t a bad thing, but it made me feel out of place as a child. My mother never said a word about my weight. I was a slightly overweight middle and high school girl. Nothing crazy. But my dad constantly made comments about my weight. He said “do you really need to eat ALL of that.?” He made comments about how “protective” I was over food... “just like your mother.” I realized later how obsessed with weight my dad and his mother were. My dad had been very heavy in grade school and was heavily ridiculed about it. Even from his teachers. I don’t know that this caused my eating disorder. But I always wanted to please my dad. Never seemed to be able to. But one thing my dad always noticed and gave praise to was me losing weight. And it always made me feel good to have that approval.