...siblings? I am in my mid-20's with 3 siblings that are all in grade school. My siblings and parents live about 5 hours away, so I don't see them very often. Here is the problem: my parents are both overweight and my mother is obese. Both sides of my family are heavy, but particularly my mother's side. Growing up I always was led to believe that the obesity was genetic and there was nothing any of us could do about it - so have another piece of cake to console yourself. When I hit puberty, my body couldn't handle the massive portions of fattening food and I became fairly chubby. A fear of becoming obese led to anorexia for several years.After therapy and a very long painful learning and growth process, I am at a very healthy weight. I enjoy food finally and love a cheeseburger and fries as much as the next person, but I exercise regularly, cook with low-fat ingredients and eat in moderation. I am very concerned about my mom, not only does she smoke, but eats for every occasion. If she is sad, she eats. If she is happy, she eats. If she is bored, tired, stressed, or excited, she eats - and shares with the kids. She just received her Master's degree - and to celebrate, bought every imaginable junk food imaginable and stocked the pantries with it - then ordered 3 large pizzas with the works and a gallon of ice cream. (She and the 3 kids at all of this but 4 slices of 1 pizza). When she or the kids walk at the mall or go to the park, they are treated to huge bowls of ice cream and treats "because we burned calories today, so it's ok". My 12 year old brother has already been on 4 diets and weighs more than I do. He doesn't like to leave the house because he is self-conscious about his weight. My sisters are 9 and 11 and are starting to put on weight - the 9 year old weighs almost as much as I do as well. My mom is an adult, she can make her own decisions and kill herself if she so chooses. However, she is killing my siblings as well, and setting them up for a lifetime of health problems, poor coping skills and self-esteem problems. I don't want my sisters to struggle with anorexia the way I did or to feel as though they are never good enough. My little sister called the other day in tears because she had a bad day at school. She ended the conversation saying she was going to eat some chips, because "chips make me feel better". I cried for an hour. I need some advice as to how to bring this up with my mom without making her feel attacked or a bad parent. She loves the kids and is a good parent in every other way, but I feel that I need to say something.