It makes me sick and sad that in this day and age, women are still just trying to live their lives without being afraid for their lives.

Yes, my father also started my lifetime fight with my body image and food. It was on Boxing Day when I was 14 years old. I'd just come downstairs for breakfast when dad told me I had a fat stomach. From that day on I worried about my stomach and started a love/hate relationship with food. I'm 65 and still haven't come to terms with me.