Look at all that left on your plate when there's kids starving in Africa!

I know this is a bit of a weird title, but you've no doubt heard this saying before, even if it's not to you.

This is something I heard growing up.  Being on the autism spectrumI may have taken this a bit too literally.  It was difficult being forced to clear your plate when you either feel uneasy about the food you're eating or just stomach problems in general.  As I was diagnosed in adulthood it was just though I was a picky child.  I once had gastroenteritis after having eaten a ham and coleslaw sandwich with blackcurrant diluting juice, so I associated this meal with sickness.  If someone attempted to feed me it again, and especially if I didn't feel well, I really didn't want to eat it.  One time I felt so uneasy of eating the food I actually crawled out a second floor window onto next doors conservatory roof, where I was dragged back in again forcefully by my then step-father (my mum has now divorced him).  I was about 1 years old when all this happened.

I also started to stop eating completely when widespread famine was reported on TV, so horrified that these things happen in the world and feeling like I was to blame.  The main reason I talk about this is because it can be hard for me still to deal with suffering.  You get told that to be a good human being you must help others, or that you are shallow for having or wanting nice belongings.  I don't to be able to get a happy medium, I'm taking everything literally.

Anyone else have stories they want to share?  Or pointers when it comes to issues of ethics?