I have enjoyed eating my whole life.  I've even eaten for comfort on occasion.  Depression never made me fat either, and I've struggled with it for nearly two thirds of my life.  Sitting around and eating hotdogs and nachos all day and drinking beer all night sure as hell did make me get fat.  Guess what happened when I stopped doing that?  I lost the weight.  Funny, huh?  Guess what else happened?  My depression got a lot easier to deal with when I started getting regular exercise again.