I was fat as a kid and teased mercilessly, so I developed some food issues. My mom was a health food freak, so I wasn’t allowed to have junk food, plus she was kind of controlling and critical about the food stuff because I was fat. That didn’t help my mindset, either.
Once upon a time, I used to binge eat and yeah, I hid food. I still feel shame around certain food choices and I race through the grocery store trying to avoid people seeing what I’m buying and, thus, their judgment.
I used to steal money from my step-father (who I generally hated and thereby sort of justified it to myself) and use it to buy all sorts of junk food. I’d bring it home and hide it and then eat the shit out of some Suzy Q’s or whatever.
Once I left the house and started living on my own, I started working on this because I hated it, it made me feel really bad and ashamed. It helped a lot that the only person watching what I ate was me, so the only disdain came from myself. Living with people over the years, I sometimes have the urge to hide a food item if I feel embarrassed about wanting to eat it, but I fight it and keep it out in the open.