She eats. I’m her mother. I let my daughter eat. Last night she was hungry and we had some peppers.

[NickB79]

24. Same situation here

I grew up in rural Minnesota, on a small family farm. We grew massive amounts of vegetables, harvested wild grapes, plums, cherries, etc from the woods and fencelines, hunted for meat in the woods, and occassionally butchered an old pig or cow for personal use (my dad wouldn't kill a young one because it was more valuable for sale). Every spring we'd order 100 chicks, raise them up and butcher them in the fall and freeze them. We canned and froze whatever vegetables we could.

I remember times where we went WEEKS eating the same few meals every day (usually oatmeal in the morning, and vegetable stew and pork for lunch and dinner). A few times, we did reach the point of almost running out of food entirely. Local WIC stations, food stamps and government surplus cheese and peanut butter got us by.

It sucked, but it got us by. To this day I have anxiety about running out of food, and maintain a huge garden of my own, an orchard, a small flock of chickens, and a fully stocked pantry even though I'm solidly middle-class and have the money to buy as much groceries as I need.