I’m pretty sure my mother has OCD. She hyper controlled my food and weight until I felt embarrassed to have friends over. She responded to any anger on my part by shutting me down and accusing me of being ungrateful. I let people walk all over me, abuse me, scapegoat me, and otherwise harm me for most of my adult life. If I hadn’t been too sick to date, and traumatized, I would have wound up in this same boat.