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Childhood Struggle With Food

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DiamondBug

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I have only just realised I need to probably tell my therapist about this. I have huge problems with food. From the texture to food contaminating other food by touching. I try and hide my eating from people, if I hear people walking around my house I'll hide in my room until it's "safe" to go and get food. I was treated like I wasn't worth food. My parents (mum and dad) regularly fed me extremely moldy food, I can remember this happening from about 4/5, it used to completely traumatise me, because I'd trust them and eat it then get really sick from it. I never got taken to the doctors. Now my parents (mum and stepdad) always comment on me making food because everything has to be to surgical precision, which embarrasses me. I can get quite protective over food, because I wasn't fed enough (about 1 meal a day) and my mum would seem to wait until I was nearly done then come in and steal the last of my food off my plate, leaving me that hungry I'd steal raw veg from the garden to eat as I hid in my room. I also sometimes have to sink to eating things that weren't edible like tissue paper, just to try and stop my tummy hurting so I could sleep. It's making me well up just thinking about it. I'm still underweight now but I think it's almost natural now because I've always been so tiny. I was abused in multiple other ways but this is really affecting me now. I am literally terrified of food. Sometimes I'll be eating and I literally can't swallow, i feel like it's going to get stuck and choke me, it sends me into absolute panic until I can get it out my mouth. I get scared that people have tampered or touched my food. If I find something in food that isn't meant to be there, my trust is completely broken and I can't eat for sometimes a few days, it gets that bad. I can't eat most foods e.g. Wet food, food with too many ingredients that I can't see. This is literally ruling my life, it's a control thing I think. I sometimes am too scared to even make food because of the cleanliness of utensils and space. Also sometimes I really struggle with whether things look edible or not, like I can make food and be too scared to eat it because I can't figure out if it's safe or not. I don't know whether this could be classed as some form of ocd? Or if people that have been in similar situations do this?
 
Your therapist might be able to help you figure out if you have some type of disordered eating. I can understand why you have a hard time feeling like you can trust your own judgement on wether food is safe or not, because when you were little and served moldy food that made you sick by your parents and this was purposeful, food in general may no longer feel safe.

If you 'misjudged' by trusting your parents who gave you this moldy food, it makes sense that you would now fear your own judgement. Trust is so crucial especially at a young age. When trust is abused it can cause us to lose faith in our own perception of things.

Did your family have enough food when you were growing up?
 
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Been trying to work up the courage to reply to this all day as this post is sooo triggery for me cos its full of shit that happened to me too and yes my relationship with food is messed up as a consequence. Wish I could make things better for you but I'm sitting here ritualistically touching a packet of biscuits trying not to down them all as the panicked memory of not being fed engulfs my body and hopefully I will save enough to offer my hubby one when he gets back from the bog. I'm right there with you.
 
Your therapist might be able to help you figure out if you have some type of disordered eating. I can...

Thanks for your reply, I know what you mean. I'm not actually sure whether my parents had enough food, I'm guessing they did as I never saw them or my sister eating the food I'd be made to eat. I know we were really poor when I was little, but we grew veg in our garden and my dad hunted so I don't see any excuse for it.
 
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