But how many crap days and therefore crap food days am I allowed to have? Food as a source of comfort and comfort eating are a big part of society down here in the underclass. My "oh fuck it, let's have nuggets and beans" nights have increased tenfold since I've been in this situation. DD beams when she gets handed a freddo, I feel like i can face whatever I have to with a few biscuits in my tea. It's also the "it doesn't make a difference" ness. I have finite money, that's isn't going to change any time soon. That money is divided up into money for bills, rent (all of it!), gas and leccy meter. If I plan a food shop with all the essentials and I've got £5 left over, do I buy more veg or do I go to pound land and get crisps, biscuits, a tatty toy for DCs and some nice shampoo. Whether I spend it on bruised pears or monster munch doesn't actually change the fact that I'm going to be eating stewed root veg for the next week, or the next month. It doesn't actually make a significant difference other than to make me feel better. And I do actually understand and can empathise with someone whose oarents were poor, who herself is poor, and who has a lack of education and a lack of knowledge as to how to improve her situation; I totally understand that person going to Iceland and spending £40 on microwave pizza and icecream.
Can you not see why someone who sees no way out, infact doesn't grasp that there is any way out for them would chose easy sugary carbs over faffing around with saucepans? It tastes nice, is instant, is comforting. They will never be able to go to the cinema or out for dinner on a regular basis, they will never be able to afford a weekly holiday. All those luxuries which most people know are around the corner, are attainable at some point, be it a birthday treat or a weekly thing. For these people those are "never" things. So why the fuck shouldn't they buy crap food? Their lives are so so much narrower than many others.