My father died when I was ten leaving seven children including a set of two-year old triplets. We were poor.
Looking back at my diet it was mostly starches and sugars. We never had the money for fast food but we ate a lot of bread and potatoes. Vegetables and fruit were spare. My sister has a severe weight problem and eventually had stomach stapling that worked for her until her death a few years later from a brain tumor. I was never a fat kid but the poor diet hit me hard when I became an adult. Who knows, it may have been a contributing factor in my thyroid tumor.
I can see why I didn’t control my weight and why I ballooned up to 292 pounds. Understanding is a lot of the battle. Spring is almost here.