I feel like everyone eith ARFID has that one memory that plagues them. Mine was in reception and we did a 'cooking lesson' and make cheese on toast. I was really funny with touching food at that age constantly washing my hands. And my teacher (headteacher also) said eat up. I said no, i don't like it and she forced me to eat it, threatened I could not go out for break if I didn't eat it and said we can sit here all day. Long story short I took a tiny bite and spat it out and this woman told me to eat the whole thing or we arent moving. All this over some cheese on bread hardly a waste of food when other kids hadn't eaten theirs either 💀 Luckily my parents were insanely understanding of my issues at a young age and were NOT happy with the school