I'm 19 and while I haven't been formally diagnosed with ARFID yet, I have been dealing with most of the symptoms of it for as long as I can remember. Which, of course, means my family has been on my case about my diet for as long as I can remember. My mom has only recently come around to realizing how deep the issue goes for me and has pretty much stopped pressing me to try new foods because now she understands how much harder it is for me. As a kid she'd constantly try to get me to eat healthy foods, but it just didn't work out-of course, everyone she would talk to for advice told her to either force me to eat it anyway or not let me eat anything else until I did. Forcing me to eat was not a great option, but not letting me eat the foods I liked until I ate healthy foods was not any better. For one thing, my parents have been divorced since I was about a year old and I saw my dad at least once a week, and he always fed me whatever I wanted anyway. The other issue was that giving me that ultimatum just meant that I refused to eat. She said it really became obvious that it wasn't just me being stubborn a couple of years ago when we took a vacation to the UK: there were several times when we were surrounded by or offered food that I didn't like, so I just went hungry until we found food that I liked (we were in a large tour group and didn't always have the ability to go wherever we wanted). Issues like this where food I liked was unavailable for a period of time, plus my depression, plus the fact that my Vyvanse prescribed for my ADD lowered my appetite means that my weight has been just at the line between healthy and underweight for several years now. I usually avoid going places where there will be food unless I'm certain that one of my safe foods will be there, or at the very least I bring snacks. Whenever I say that I'm a picky eater, people either look at me like I'm a snob or they start lecturing me about my health and trying new things. I get very anxious in social situations regarding food because of this. I hope to get my doctor's opinion on this soon and hopefully get a diagnosis. I don't know that I'll ever get over it, or at least if I'll be working on recovering any time soon, but it would just be so much nicer if I could tell people I have an eating disorder instead of just saying that I'm picky... It seems like people might take it more seriously then.