This was basically my mother. She is horribly obese herself - she has depression, anxiety, and a lot of other issues, which leads her to have zero self control. I remember when I was a kid, I would regularly eat 4 bowls of cereal for breakfast. She would make regular efforts to cook healthy meals, but this sabotage it all with McDonald’s or other fast food. And because she was inactive, I didn’t get a lot of exercise either as a kid. I moved in with my Dad before high school, joined sports, and struggled for years to control my overeating. It took me until age 21-22 before I stopped eating as an emotional response, although sometimes I still allow myself if I need a pick me up. Today I am in great shape but my body dysmorphia robs me even of enjoying that. I am never truly happy with myself and it affects my confidence to some extent. I am overcoming it, but it still keeps me depressed occasionally.

The worst part is that she is doing this to my sister too. I have brought up many times that she needs to clean up their diet for both of their sakes, but never does anything about it. Drives me insane and makes me resent her.