Force feeding can start all kinds of freaking eating disorders. My momma always forced me to eat the last bites in the pan, while I was already stuffed. Now I'm calculating my food and turn into the devil, when somebody wants to give me food against my will, it's a right to not eat something.
My mom was the same way, something about being born right on the edge of the Depression made her obsessive about wasting food. She’s still like that, and I guarantee, if I look in her fridge right now, I’ll find a load of half-rotted food that she just can’t make herself throw away.
Mom also has always had an unhealthy relationship with food - it sort of represents all that’s good and right, full of security and comfort, and she never could (and can’t) see that others don’t feel that way or how that isn’t a good thing all the time, and those two factors led to her gaining pound after pound after pound once she hit about 30yo.
We always had to clean our plates when I was a kid, and Mom always filled our plates for us, so we’d start out with a plate spilling over with food, and she’d come around, circling the table, ladling on more, whether we asked for it or not.
As an adult, especially after I’d lost a lot of weight in 2001-2002, I got to where I didn’t want to visit them at all, because a visit was just an exercise in fighting off unwanted food. We’d be visiting in the living room, Mom would disappear, and come back with a bowl filled with three or four scoops of ice cream, “Here, I made you a little snack, now eat that,” and if you ate that, she’d take the bowl back for you and come back with a plate full of potato chips/crisps, or three or four cookies, or a piece of cake, or two pieces of cold fried chicken, just a never-ending conveyor of food, and none of it healthy.
Everyone else in my family just goes along with it, but I’d always fight with her about it, and it would hurt her feelings terribly, because I wasn’t letting her do what a mom is supposed to do, baby her kid, but there was no way I was going to eat all that.