I remember one night my dad brought home steak and announced to me that I was going to eat it and he was going to watch me.

He would not take “no” for an answer.

I cried and begged him not to make me do this.

This thing sitting on my plate had become my worst enemy.

It was pure fat; one bite would ruin everything.

I had to make him understand I could not eat this and that if he really loved me, he would not make me.

I was crying, begging him to let go of this crazy idea, but he wouldn't.

He said he would sit there all night.

I had no choice, NO CHOICE!

But this was supposed to be my choice.

The one thing I had control over.

Those words pushed a button in me and I no longer cared about him or his feelings.

All I felt were anger and hate.

I hated him for making me do this, for making me feel my pain and face how distorted my reality had become.

I hated him for making me eat that disgusting, evil food.

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