I don't like eating with my family. I spent decades of my life being criticized for the kinds of food, and quantity of food I was eating at each meal, due to my weight. Yes, I know I am overweight, so I don't need reminding, and I don't need people getting on my case about it. Fortunately, I live alone now, so I rarely have to eat with family anymore.
I do occasionally eat out, sometimes with family, sometimes alone. When we are at restaurants, my relatives usually don't hassle me as much, because they don't want to create a scene. I generally don't have problems when eating out alone. Once I did have problems getting served. I was sitting inside a Woolworth's store. They had a restaurant counter with counter stools, but no tables. There were only a few customers, but for some reason I was invisible to the lady behind the counter, even though I kept trying to get her attention. It was really weird. Occasionally other customers might be loud and roudy, but it's not aimed at me. Other than that, I never have trouble eating out alone. Strangers at other tables don't bug me, and I don't bug them.
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If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer.
Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured, or far away.--Henry David Thoreau