Hidden hunger

I recently read, of a young anorexic who although she knew she was harming herself was so happy to finally have her fathers attention.

What is the hunger we crave for?

I know as a previously fat person I was numbing my hunger for love, I was the tough one, I did not need anyone or anything at all. I still carry this imprint and maybe always will. With every mouthful I numbed out my need for love, for protection, for safety, for just being accepted. I was constantly fighting. The battle was an internal one with results that were life threatening. The constant voice of disapproval with every mouthful of food. The battle ground was one of food as the enemy. No love.

 I really need to pose this question: were did we go so wrong that the basics of life become the battle ground? That to eat normally for many is a struggle, what is happening to society that we have lost the most primal instincts? I also know that the struggle with food is a lonely path to be on. It becomes 'the friend',yet in the end this friend can and often will kill. Is this a sickness of society? Is it now time compassion comes to the table as well? That the battle fields against the self can come to peace.