I wouldn’t eat everything my parents would make for dinner or breakfast. We would usually have eggs, rice, beans, and tortillas for breakfast. I didn’t particularly like eating beans and tortillas. This would cause my parents to become angry with me because I would only eat “American food”. When I was around my relatives and my siblings, they would make fun of me because I wouldn’t eat what every other Mexican would eat. Which was tortillas, beans, and really spicy foods, they would claim that I was a “white girl”. Of course, this isn’t the case anymore because I love food and I can handle the spiciness now.
When I was to get yelled at by my parents, it would upset me a bit but not much. It would actually anger me more than make me upset. This was because I knew that I wasn’t a white girl and I didn’t want to be seen as that especially from my family which there not supposed to judge me. At times, when I was around relatives, I would feel like I was an embarrassment to my parents. Those were the only times I really was ashamed of myself of being a picky eater. But I would eventually just brush it off.
Now that I’m actually talking about it, I believe the reason I stopped being a picky eater was in fact because I felt like my parents were embarrassed and ashamed of me around family and I didn’t want for them to feel that way towards