My dad is trying to harm my kid, FPH, and I am livid!! I'm sorry,this is a rant and a ramble and it's nothing new on here, but I have to vent. My son has struggled the last few years to keep himself healthy.  It's hard on me to keep his diet healthy, varied, and small enough.  He wants to eat junk food 24/7! (Thanks day cares and preschools!)   I've been doing a decent damn job, too!  I had a hard go this last year as my husband slipped from functional alcoholic with emotionally abusive tendencies to full on incapacitated and abusive alcoholic.  Laid off, wouldn't work, suicidal, emotionally manipulative, he and I went through a nasty and costly lawsuit with his ex and I had his entire family harassing me daily until I had to block them. So I was desperate, FPH.  I had no money as the husband, his lawsuit, and now all his insanely high medical bills took it all.  So I called my dad to move in and help save myself and my son. Now.  My dad has always been big and never one for healthy habits, but I thought this would be ok.  Mostly because I had no choice; this or back with the abusive husband who'd bankrupt us.  It started fine, though!! Until my son figured out anything he asked for food wise, my dad would hand over.  I work slightly later hours than my dad and stepmother do, and I come home to him snacking all the time. Extra cookies? Well, he said please... I got desperate.  I kept telling my dad to please stop; my son doesn't stop eating when full and will go until he is sick.  "I know I sound harsh, dad, but it's the only way until he's old enough to learn better."  Did that work? Tonight I made him dinner before running to the pet store, and my son has a breakdown anytime he goes there so he stayed home.  (I guess now is a good time to note he is mildly autistic, if that helps make sense of this.)  I come home to....my son with a dinner plate full of Cheetos and a cheeseburger.   I am just livid!  "SON! You are NOT still hungry, so stop this right now!" And my dad? My fucking dad?! "He's still just a little hungry, look! He's slowing down!" I can't get out of here soon enough, you guys.  I just started a job, but it's temporary.  Once I get a permanent job I'm out of here.  Who in their right mind thinks a child needs two dinners?!!?