Well, I wish I had a good reason for being a blimp throughout most of my life, but, try as I may, I just seemed to like to eat from a very young age. I was a fat, depressed little kid. Being a spychotherapist, I have analyzed myself to the point of nausea. My father was a veteran and suffers from PTSD. I remember being his "therapist" from about age five, onward. Because of this, I contracted a vicarious PTSD from WWII. I have noticed that whenever something about war comes on the tube, or I read it in the news, or hear about it on the radio, or see it in the movies...I get this almost overpowering desire to wolf down some chips, or popcorn, or a hamburger, or ??? Doesn't take a rocket scientist to realize I have an overeating problem that is triggered by the mention of war. The funny thing is, when I was in the service during the Vietnam mess, I lost my apetite for the only period that I can remember in my life! Go figure.