So, tonight I was talking with a friend of mine and I said something that made me realize something I'd never thought about before... all growing up, any fight or altercation that took place in my family usually took place in the kitchen. Even if it wasn't mealtime, it was IN the kitchen! I wonder if that has anything to do with my eating disorder now, and my question for all of you is... thinking back on your childhood, did anything like that ever occur in your families? Like, if your family fought... where did it take place? Was it in the kitchen? Or at mealtimes? I'm just wondering because... maybe it has something to do with the whole eating disorder thing.
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